One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed
One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed
So I stood there and posed
One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed
So I stood there and posed
With the thought of some toast being uppermost
Two ladies were fishing in Crete
Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasnât smelling too sweet
Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasnât smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses
Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasnât smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses
and removed pantyhoses
Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasnât smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses
And removed pantyhoses
They discovered the smell was their feet.
They decided to bathe in the sea
They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor
They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor
Dressed up as Liz Taylor
They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor
Dressed up as Liz Taylor
And hoisted his dress for a pee.
Those ladies were taken aback
Those ladies were taken aback
they gave the old sailor a smack
Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down
Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down
so they left him to drown
Good one.
Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down
So they left him to drown
Tied up in old hessian sack
But the sailor he floated away
But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay
Risqué too.
But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay
But it doesnât end there
But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay
But it doesnât end there
For on a wing and a prayer