I Can't Do the Sum Songtext
von Annette Funicello

Bills, bills bills
The price of milk, and eggs
And bread is rising every day
Now with our bankbook in the red
These bills are hard to pay
If we stop buying chocolate cake
And lived on green string beans
Exactly how much would it take to live within our means?

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Put down "beans", and cross out "cake"
Let me see, oh dear, me!
What a job to undertake
Milk plus bread, oh my head!
Add, subtract, and multiply, ′till you're overcome
This is much too hard for me, I can′t do the sum


The stove, and rugs, and furniture will soon be repossessed
This makes me feel quite insecure, and mentally depressed
Would we be better off somehow by living in a tent?
How can I pay the mortgage now, and save the 6 percent?

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

We're so poor, insecure
6 "times" X, how complex!
Numbers always stick my brains, why am I so dumb?

I'm not a great financial
Whiz of that, of that there is no doubt
The outcome of our income is our incomes′ all gone out
If we walk on our hands with care, instead of on our feet
With what we save on shoe repair
Suffice to make ends meet?

Walking on our hands with care, off our feet, make ends meet
Saving on our shoe repair, leaving holes in our soles
What should I be adding to, or subtracting from?
This is much too hard for me, I can′t do the sum


Looks like there's no hope for me, I can′t get out of debt
If I marry Barnaby, that's the end, why pretend?
Am I doing right or wrong? My heart feels so numb
No use trying anymore, I can′t do the sum