I once had a dream I was rich
Then I awoke, life’s a bitch
Cos really i’m poor
Potless for sure
So I’d better get back to my pitch
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
Evenin’ Terry.
Looks like we both posted at the same time.
No probs we’ll go with yours.
A lady from essex once said
My lipstick does look a bit red
A lady from Essex once said
My lipstick does look a bit red
With one sweep of her hand
A lady from Essex once said
My lipstick does look a bit red
With one sweep of her hand
She rejected the brand
A lady from Essex once said
My lipstick does look a bit red
With one sweep of her hand
She rejected the brand
Then promptly retired to her bed.
Back to yours Tezza
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
And got chatting to a friendly bee
A lady from Essex once said
My lipstick does look a bit red
With one sweep of her hand
She rejected the brand
And said “I’ll pick another colour instead”.
Oops! Bit late there Sue.
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
And got chatting to a friendly bee
He took out his saw
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
And got chatting to a friendly bee
He took out his saw
And Bee shook to the core
A lumberjack climbed up a tree
And got chatting to a friendly bee
He took out his saw
And Bee shook to the core
And the lumberjack chopped off his knee
I met a young woman from Crete
I met a young woman from Crete
Who said she was a bit offbeat
I met a young woman from Crete
Who said she was a bit offbeat
She dressed a bit wacky
I met a young woman from Crete
Who said she was a bit offbeat
She dressed a bit wacky
And her make-up was tacky
I met a young woman from Crete
Who said she was a bit offbeat
She dressed a bit wacky
And her make-up was tacky
But she certainly scrubbed up a treat
I popped in the pub for a beer
I popped in the pub for a beer
And a hussy there started to leer
I popped in the pub for a beer
And a hussy there started to leer
So I stared in her face
I popped into th e pub for a beer
And a hussy there started to leer
So I stared at her face
And my heart started to race