Don’t worry’ she said ‘I’ll just scratch
For now my rash is just a small patch’
‘I’m sure it will heal’
Don’t worry’ she said ‘I’ll just scratch
For now my rash is just a small patch’
I’m sure it will heal’
My reply was ‘Are you for real?’
Don’t worry’ she said ‘I’ll just scratch
For now my rash is just a small patch’
I’m sure it will heal’
My reply was ‘Are you for real?’
She responded ‘Yes, and I’m a good catch’.
She clearly was proud of her looks
She clearly was proud of her looks
A beauty only written about in books
She clearly was proud of her looks
A beauty only written about in books
With the face of an angel
She clearly was proud of her looks
A beauty only written about in books
With the face of an angel
Though her feet were quite shameful 
She clearly was proud of her looks
A beauty only written about in books
With the face of an angel
Though her feet were quite shameful
With toenails as sharp as fish hooks
Talking of fish, I do love a chippy
Talking of fish, I do love a chippy
They even cater for the veggie hippy
Talking of fish, I do love a chippy
They even cater for the veggie hippy
There are Mars bars in batter
Talking of fish, I do love a chippy
They even cater for the veggie hippy
There are Mars bars in batter
But they just make you fatter
Talking of fish, I do love a chippy
They even cater for the veggie hippy
There are Mars bars in batter
But they just make you fatter
Think I’d prefer a 99 whippy
(with a flake, of course!)
Oh I do love a glass of red
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Oh I do love a glass of red
At home with the telly in bed
Oh I do love a glass of red
At home with the telly in bed
It helps me to sleep
Oh I do love a glass of red
At home with the telly in bed
It helps me to sleep
Without counting damned sheep
Oh I do love a glass of red
At home with the telly in bed
It helps me to sleep
Without counting damned sheep
Providing it’s not spilled on the bedspread!
Do you ever really ponder why
Do you ever really ponder why
All beautiful flowers have to die
Do you ever really ponder why
All beautiful flowers have to die
But, alas. we do too
Do you ever really ponder why
All beautiful flowers have to die
But, alas. we do too
Twas nice knowing you
Do you ever really ponder why
All beautiful flowers have to die
But, alas. we do too
Twas nice knowing you
So long, toodle pip, goodbye!
Now Carol has made us all sad