There was once an aspiring poet
And brother didn’t he know it
He wrote many a verse
There was once an aspiring poet
And brother didn’t he know it
He wrote many a verse
Inspired by his nurse
There was once an aspiring poet
And brother didn’t he know it
He wrote many a verse
Inspired by his nurse
And a rather large glass of red Moet
A man with a story to tell
A man with a story to tell
Hoping it would certainly sell
A man with a story to tell
Hoping it would certainly sell
But when he started to write
A man with a story to tell
Hoping it would certainly sell
But when he started to write
He thought this is trite (kept it clean 
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A man with a story to tell
Hoping it would certainly sell
But when he started to write
He thought this is trite (kept it clean )
This story is not going well
My car needs a ruddy good clean
My car needs a ruddy good clean
Why Tezza, where have you been?
My car needs a ruddy good clean
Why Tezza, where have you been?
Got caught out in the rain
My car needs a ruddy good clean
Why Tezza, where have you been?
Got caught out in the rain
And thougt no not again
My car needs a ruddy good clean
Why Tezza, where have you been?
Got caught in the rain
And thought no, not again
Must wash it, before it is seen.
A wizard who lived in a cave
A wizard who lived in a cave
Decided to call his mate Dave
A wizard who lived in a cave
Decided to call his mate Dave
But Dave was in bed
A wizard who lived in a cave
Decided to call his mate Dave
But Dave was in bed
With a girl called Mildred
A wizard who lived in a cave
Decided to call his mate Dave
But Dave was in bed
With a girl called Mildred
I guess Dave was a bit of a knave.
Wish I could still run like I did
Wish I could still run like I did
Well try, and I’ll give you a quid
Wish I could still run like I did
Well try, and I’ll give you a quid
Just don’t shove a woman under a bus
Wish I could still run like I did
Well try, and I’ll give you a quid
Just don’t shove a woman under a bus
Jog along without making a fuss
Wish I could still run like I did
Well try, and I’ll give you a quid
Just don’t shove a woman under a bus
Jog along without making a fuss
Just like when you were a kid
Enjoying some late summer sun