On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
(Ja)eff * Dunham Tickets,
Three Good Springs,
Two Moving Eyebrows,
And a full-sized ventriloquist dummy.
***If the absense of a number (in particular, the number four) on this verse has you crying foul, complain to the commissioner's office. File a protest if it's that important to ya. It's five (or six?) syllables that work, dadgumit, so it stays.
Is there such a thing as an extra half-a-syllable?
**** Just trying to help you with the phrasing. "Jaaaeff" - slurring an A sound with the E and Fs. Give it a try. I can do it without moving my lips, by the way.
This is the only known appearance of the name Jeff in the history of music, at least as a proper noun.