She was thrashing about in the waves
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
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She was thrashing about in the waves
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
in her birthday suit
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
in her birthday suit
She was thrashing about in the waves
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
in her birthday suit
as she fled from the closest of shaves.
Now, this lass was as chaste as could be
which is not how a lady behaves
but she cared not a hoot
in her birthday suit
as she fled from the closest of shaves.
Now, this lass was as chaste as could be
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Now, this lass was as chaste as could be,
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy
Now, this lass was as chaste as could be,
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy,
She let chances pass by
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy,
She let chances pass by
Now, this lass was as chaste as could be,
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy,
she let chances pass by
and died friendless at seventy three.
But wait - here’s a cheerier story
even though her past loves numbered three.
So once bitten, now shy,
she let chances pass by
and died friendless at seventy three.
But wait - here’s a cheerier story
But wait - here’s a cheerier story,
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy
But wait - here’s a cheerier story,
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
In fact, dozens were thrilled
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy,
who turned up all ruddy,
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
In fact, dozens were thrilled
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy,
who turned up all ruddy,
But wait - here’s a cheerier story,
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
In fact, dozens were thrilled
so nobody raised a furore.
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy,
who turned up all ruddy,
for she was his bella amore.
Whilst strolling one day in a glade
that's not in the slightest bit gory.
No-one got killed
In fact, dozens were thrilled
so nobody raised a furore.
But wait - here’s a cheerier story:
Peggy Sue was the belle of the quarry
She waited for Buddy,
who turned up all ruddy,
for she was his bella amore.
Whilst strolling one day in a glade
Whilst strolling one day in a glade,
recalling what mother forbade
I came on a nude
with a coy attitude
recalling what mother forbade
I came on a nude
with a coy attitude
Whilst strolling one day in a glade,
recalling what mother forbade
I came on a nude
with a coy attitude
and decided to go to his aid.
He was struggling with ladders and ropes
recalling what mother forbade
I came on a nude
with a coy attitude
and decided to go to his aid.
He was struggling with ladders and ropes
He was struggling with ladders and ropes,
since childhood he'd had such high hopes (sorry, I altered it to make it scan)
But now he was stuck
since childhood he'd had such high hopes (sorry, I altered it to make it scan)
But now he was stuck
He was struggling with ladders and ropes,
since childhood he'd had such high hopes (sorry, I altered it to make it scan)
But now he was stuck.
He had run out of luck
since childhood he'd had such high hopes (sorry, I altered it to make it scan)
But now he was stuck.
He had run out of luck
He was struggling with ladders and ropes,
since childhood he'd had such high hopes
But now he was stuck.
He had run out of luck
Now he’s one of life’s great misanthropes.
He asked – have you got any cheese?
since childhood he'd had such high hopes
But now he was stuck.
He had run out of luck
Now he’s one of life’s great misanthropes.
He asked – have you got any cheese?
He asked – have you got any cheese?
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
He asked – have you got any cheese?
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
And the whisky not malty
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
And the whisky not malty
He asked – have you got any cheese?
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
And the whisky not malty,
and the smell would make elephants sneeze.
My parrot can quote William Blake
In that wonderful skit by John Cleese
But the cheese was quite fawlty
And the whisky not malty,
and the smell would make elephants sneeze.
My parrot can quote William Blake