The first wife was an eskimo We roud at the nearest trifle One day while fishing on the ice She kicked me in the ice-hole Brr it's cold (x10)
My second was a french bird Who came from near the Ryne A nifty little number I think it was, 69! Swash-meer (x10)
My third a british stable girl Oh how this one did hum And when I told her of it She said "Your nose is too near your bum" Tity-Bum (x10)
The fourth a little indian girl Who turned on at the slightest touch She liked the whole Kama Sutra But the lot, twice a night, too much Upside down, round and round (x5)
The fifth a little cantish girl Who came from the isle of grain She only liked it now and again And again, and again, and again! Oh my god (x10)
I'm now onto my sixth wife And I started my life anew I'm OK but I think that She's bitten off more than she can chew Bit it off (x10)
[Judge Dread]: "Oh I wonder if Henry had the same trouble as this. He had a half dozen wives. Mind you could send them to town and have their heads cut off. Much better that having it bitten off! I don't know, every time I come out, every bloody time, I always end up getting married!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
