I hate the one pence pieces
5p’s and tuppence’s
I suppose you think it
strange
But I simply don’t
like change
I hate the one pence pieces
5p’s and tuppence’s
I suppose you think it
strange
But I simply don’t
like change
As we approached the airport
The warning light went
on
And I had to return
the stewardess
To the upright
position
My new girlfriend is from Glasgow
And when I met her
Father and Mother
I found they were
incredibly posh,
They served deep fried
Ferrero Rocher
We all played Charades
At the in laws on
Boxing Day
My wife’s Uncle Jack
Really went for it I
must say
We were really
impressed
By his energetic display
It was ten minutes
before we knew
His heart had given way
On life’s journey we are all
Looking for the one
And I can safely say
that I
Married the one
On a scale of one to
ten
She was a one
Wherever my father is right now
I’m sure he’s looking
down
He’s definitely not
dead yet
He’s just a
condescending git
Father Christmas, Father Christmas,
He got stuck, he got stuck;
Coming down the chimney,
Coming down the chimney;
Too much tuck, too much tuck.