as "bunny gets funny" 
  goes floppity hops

we all sit  around cause it,s "hoppity pops"
but floppity floppity it,s all so hoppity
for "cindy" we,re not quite so keen
and after "bucks fizz it,s all so "hi liz"
go ahead then "insult the queen
and floppity floppity  jungle jane hoppity
or a case of he,s off with his head
and maybe he,s, babe-y
 and hopping miss crazy
  but just watch the tv instead





from the fridge then a hum said the fly to a chum
the twiddle me dee of the twiddle me fair
cause it,s been said as the footsteps tread
that he,ll sit in the lounge and he,d twiddle his hair
cause it,s been such fun said the fly to the one
the diddle me dee of the diddle me lair
the hobbitsies depositsies the hidden one,s in clositsies
he,s sat in the corner but don,t meet his stare
till the alehouse at twilight was that such a good night
but was he so "drunk" did the curtis one care
"forever and ever and ever" so clever
"you,ll" so "be the one" said the swooner with flair
but a band on the runand a hot so crossed bun
the twiddle me dee of the twiddle me lair
cause it,s been said as the footsteps tread
that he,ll sit in the lounge  and he,ll twiddle his hair





but if you pork scratchings  you end up with piggy,s
a gnome in a garden and no 6 ciggy,s
as hear the sound the howl the hound it,s opera this morning
it could be soon the afternoon the telly it,s on and it,s yawning
but who avoids it,s asteroids it,s not one to flatter
it,s a pain or just a game but take some reading matter
like a the tale we all inhale mr man the tall one
an open door a mute encore the return of the podgy all small one
a penis at the gates of porn but who,s the big bad baddy
a hole in one but who,s long gone .... and who,s just the caddy
cause whos the neighbour who,s in labour a class a lecture a lesson
a corridor you can,t be a a mannequin impression
cause big nobs and hot chicks it,s
black and white film flicks sopranna johnny rotten
encounters of the mincing kind with "michael mincerbottom"
cause all,s not queer on the mincing front i,m a teapot bamboo tree
walk for miles we,re all on the tiles until we knew then there were three
but je suis cretin if you,d met him the man he oozes mincing
on the dole but it,s a role he,s somehow so convincing
because it,s true mince 22 it somehow seems so funny
legal highs were in the skies with mrs easter bunny
as beryl said in times of dread a white boar she was nagging
lynday seens she,s hard to please she needs but who,s been bragging
cause faint heart never won fair maiden  arise "sir prize" no mingin g alien
sexy snogging no "pin hogging" please don,t "lose your head"
all goes well in darkness tell 
is that a creaking bed