Does Santa come to your pets each year?
With some toys or a bone or some festive cheer?
Does Santa come to your pets each year?
With some toys or a bone or some festive cheer?
Not to me, I have no pets
Does Santa come to your pets each year?
With some toys or a bone or some festive cheer?
Not to me, I have no pets
A fact about which I hold no regrets
Does Santa come to your pets each year?
With some toys or a bone or some festive cheer?
Not to me, I have no pets
A fact about which I hold no regrets
I find the upkeep a tiny bit dear
The new year is well on the way
The new year is well on the way
And a single malt to toast the day
The new year is well on the way
And a single malt to toast the day
Let’s party til dawn
The new year is well on the way
And a single malt to toast the day
Let’s party til dawn
All tired and worn
The New Year is well on the way
And a single malt to toast the day
Let’s party till dawn
All tired and worn
Then stay in bed all the next day!
Don’t now what to have for my tea
Don’t know what to have for my tea
I will open the fridge door and see
Don’t know what to have for my tea
I will open the fridge door and see
It’s full of turkey bits and sprouts !
Don’t know what to have for my tea
I will open the fridge door and see
It’s full of turkey bits and sprouts
And some cans of my favourite stouts
Don’t know what to have for my tea
I will open the fridge door and see
It’s full of turkey bits and sprouts !
Yes or no, I have my doubts
Shall I start the next one?
50 Shades of Grey on the telly! 
50 Shades of Grey on the telly
My word, don’t they give it some welly! :shock:
50 Shades of Grey on the telly
My word, don’t they give it some welly!
Johnny Cash sang Forty Shades of Green
50 Shades of Grey on the telly
My word, don’t they give it some welly!
Johnny Cash sang Forty Shades of Green
And never once did he flash his pene
50 Shades of Grey on the telly
My word, don’t they give it some welly!
Johnny Cash sang Forty Shades of Green
And never once did he flash his pene
Now keep it clean it’s getting smelly !
A robin sat upon my fence…
Hi Gilly 
A robin sat upon my fence…
From where he came I know not whence
A robin sat upon my fence…
From where he came I know not whence
He looked around then flew away
Hiya Mr. Judd !
A robin sat upon my fence…
From where he came I know not whence
Where he’s going I ain’t a clue