| She comes on like a rose | |
| But everybody knows | |
| She'll get you in touch | |
| You can look but you'd better not touch | |
| Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy | |
| Late at night when your sleeping | |
| Poison Ivy comes a creeping around | |
| She's pretty as a daisy | |
| But look out man she's crazy | |
| She'll really reel you in | |
| If you let her get under your skin | |
| Measles makes you mumpy | |
| And mumps will make you lumpy | |
| And chicken pox will make you jump and twitch (make you jump | |
| and twitch) | |
| A common cold will fool ya | |
| And whooping coughs will cool ya | |
| But poison ivy loves to make you itch | |
| Your gonna need an ocean (gonna need an ocean) | |
| Of calamine lotion (oh, your gonna need it) | |
| You'll be scratching like a hound (boy, you'll be itching) | |
| The minute you start to mess around |