I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler|I've been a streetcar driver now about eleven years|And I know the old Toronto city well|There's a whole lotta people who wait along the track|For the signal from my clangin trolley bell...||I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler||Put the pole upon the wire now and open up the switch-|It's time to get old rattler sparkin through.|She's red around the bottom and she's yellow on the top|And I drive er' like a driver oughta do...||I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler||I love my little wife at home I love my couple kids|They often take the trolley to the park|They know their daddy's drivin the people here and there,|But I'll be back again to pick them up at dark.||I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler||Don't forget your ticket when I open up the door-|Kindly make your way along the aisle|I'll drive ya down to work and I'll safely bring ya back|And I'll try to render service with a smile||I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler||I been a street car driver now about eleven years|And I know the old Toronto city well|There's a whole lot of people who wait along the track.|For the signal from my clangin trolley bell.||I'm a TTC Skidaddler yeah to sockit to my big red rattler-|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler|Ya to sockit to my big red rattler|