At the foot of my bed
As in my bed I laid
I saw Gloria Gaynor’s
ghost
At first, I was
afraid........
At the foot of my bed
As in my bed I laid
I saw Gloria Gaynor’s
ghost
At first, I was
afraid........
I went shopping the other day
To an out-of-town
shopping mall
I wanted some
camouflage trousers
But I couldn’t find
any at all
Don’t interrupt me when I’m talking
If you have something
to say, raise your hand
And then place it over
your mouth
Yes, well done that’s
it, that’s grand
Mary was a little tart
Who really put it
about
Young men flocked to
her
And none of them went
without
Are you wearing cami knickers?
Why does that provoke
snickers?
I like the roomy
French lingerie
Are you wearing them
Môn Cheri?
Oh, how they elegantly
flatter
And the colour doesn’t
even matter
I don’t care if
they’re silk or cotton
But tell me that you
have them on
The greatest friend I ever had,
Since I was still just
a little lad
To this very day is my
Dad
Look after her
While you still have
her
For there will be no
other
So, cherish her
And appreciate her
For no one can replace
your Mother