Rita the bar owner was a buxom lass
Not quite what you’d call 'a bit of class"
She was fond of her bourbon
And wore a red turban
Her clients though thought her quite crass.
She swore like a trooper and drank like a fish
She swore like a trooper and drank like a fish
Her usual excuse was that she was Irish
She swore like a trooper and drank like a fish
Her usual excuse was that she was Irish
She liked her Guinness that was true
She swore like a trooper and drank like a fish
Her usual excuse was that she was Irish
She liked her Guinness that was true
And bubble gum she liked to chew
She swore like a trooper and drank like a fish
Her usual excuse was that she was Irish
She liked her Guinness that was true
And bubble gum she liked to chew
But despite her faults she was a dish
As Rita supped another pint
As Rita supped another pint
A frog hopped into the bar, with a squint
As Rita supped another pint
A frog hopped into the bar , with a squint
Who you looking at Him or me?
As Rita supped another pint
A frog hopped into the bar , with a squint
Who you looking at Him or me?
“Neither. I only came in for a wee”
As Rita supped another pint
A frog hopped into the bar , with a squint
Who you looking at Him or me?
"Neither. I only came in for a wee -
“And by the way, my name is Clint.”
When it was dustbin day in Deene
When it was dustbin day in Deene
Mrs.Jones came out and caused a scene
When it was dustbin day in Deene
Mrs.Jones came out and caused a scene
She had put a cat in her bin
When it was dustbin day in Deene
Mrs.Jones came out and caused a scene
She had put a cat in her bin
That had become rather thin
When it was dustbin day in Deene
Mrs.Jones came out and caused a scene
She had put a cat in her bin
That had become rather thin
As it would only eat Chow Mein.
When a Gipsy knocked on Berts door
When a Gipsy knocked on Berts door
He was shocked to see what she wore
When a Gipsy knocked on Berts door
He was shocked to see what she wore
Here blouse was so low
When a Gipsy knocked on Berts door
He was shocked to see what she wore
Here blouse was so low
She had her boobies on show
When a Gipsy knocked on Berts door
He was shocked to see what she wore
Her blouse was so low
She had her boobies on show
And all Bert could say was Phwoar
She said cross my palm
She said cross my palm
I said no way ma’am
She said cross my palm
I said no way ma’am
For my future I don’t want to know
She said cross my palm
I said no way ma’am
For my future I don’t want to know
So you’d best turn around and go