Bertha and Bessie were twins
Two lovely country bumpkins
But both loved the same boy
A handsome lad called Leroy
Who had his eye on some quins
There once was a young girl named Molly
There once was a young girl named Molly
She was quite chubby and ever so jolly
There once was a young girl named Molly
She was quite chubby and ever so jolly
She had a penchant for hopping
There once was a young girl named Molly
She was quite chubby and ever so jolly
She had a penchant for hopping
And dancing and bopping
There once was a young girl named Molly
She was quite chubby and ever so jolly
She had a penchant for hopping
And dancing and bopping
She didn’t care if she looked like a wally.
There was a young fella named Fred
There was a young fella named Fred
Who wouldn’t get out of bed
There was a young fella named Fred
Who wouldn’t get out of bed
His mum tried cold water
There was a young fella named Fred
Who wouldn’t get out of bed
His mum tried cold water
He knew that he oughta
There was a young fella named Fred
Who wouldn’t get out of bed
His mum tried cold water
He knew that he oughta
But blew raspberries instead !
Jock fell off his bike last night
Jock fell off his bike last night
Giving his mum quite a fright
Jock fell off his bike last night
Giving his mum quite a fright
She picked him up and bathed his knee
Jock fell off his bike last night
Giving his mum quite a fright
She picked him up and bathed his knee
Wee Jock is nearly seven foot three ! :shock: 
I messed up here - not very bright !
When Charlie Brown kissed Rosie White
When Charlie Brown kissed Rosie White
He gave her such an awful fright
When Charlie Brown kissed Rosie White
He gave her such an awful fright
Her legs turned to jelly
When Charlie Brown kissed Rosie White
He gave her such an awful fright
Her legs turned to jelly
She went to the Deli
When Charlie Brown kissed Rosie White
He gave her such an awful fright
Her legs turned to jelly
She went to the Deli
And ordered some falafel bites
If all the world was a stage
If all the world was a stage
We’d still be acting in our old age
If all the world was a stage
We’d still be acting in our old age
I’ll be the diva
If all the world was a stage
We’d still be acting in our old age
I’ll be the diva
In Saturday Night Fever
If all the world was a stage
We’d still be acting in our old age
I’ll be the diva
In Saturday Night Fever
And dance on a podium in a cage