Whenever I do any decorating
I always choose my
stepladder
And the simple reason
for that is
I don't get on with my
real ladder
Whenever I do any decorating
I always choose my
stepladder
And the simple reason
for that is
I don't get on with my
real ladder
I am not handy about the house
Or with the “Do It Yourself” game
And when a book falls on my head
I've only got my shelf to blame
I don’t do plumbing
Carpentry or electrics
I don’t mess with
tiling
Bricklaying or
mechanics
I suppose I could be
described
As a handy man, in a
way
As I live on the
premises
And can be there the
same day
But that isn’t really
handy
If I’m being fair
As I’m actually bloody
useless
When I get there
So I don’t do DIY
I’m just not that guy
But I do, do GSI
I’m a “Get Someone In”
kind of guy
When I do the decorating
I
always use my stepladder
And
the reason for that is
I
don't get on with my real ladder
I went to the DIY Centre the other day
Not as good as the Old hardware shop
I was looking for some super glue
Having searched in vain I decided to stop
I asked a young lad if he could help
But in truth he wasn’t much cop
A callow youth, gormless and spotty
And still waiting for his balls to drop
Plumbing holds no secrets
If
you follow these tips
Male
always fits into female
Even
the new push fits
To
do it up or turn it on
Righty,
Tighty is the way
And
to undo or turn off