Cockney Ipsum
On with the Titfa
You're going to have your barnet cut today. Put on your Weasel See you later alligator. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Hand over the bees to me, Lad. Use your crust mate! Right bin lids, Answer that dog and bone! Scarpa! Get up those Apples and to bed! You're talking cobblers! Now, you look Cream Crackered. Scarpa! See you later alligator.
Absolutely brassic - Yer 'aving a larf! Lad. Use your crust mate! He's full of porkies, What knobbly biscuits you have! On with the Titfa You forgot your sausage and mash. Lad. Use your crust mate! Having a good rabbit and pork, Now, you look Cream Crackered. Stick it up your Khyber. Put on your best fiddle and flute What knobbly biscuits you have! Now, you look Cream Crackered. They're telling you pork pies, Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! See you later alligator. Where's my old man? He's full of porkies, Having a good rabbit and pork, Answer that dog and bone! Lad. Use your crust mate! Lad. Use your crust mate! What knobbly biscuits you have! I'll just ask His Nibbs.
Put on your Weasel Where's the trouble? Come on my old China, It pens in here, Let's climb those apples and pears. Stick it up your Khyber. Get up those Apples and to bed! Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Take a quick butchers at this! I'll just ask His Nibbs, Lad. Use your crust mate! Get up those Apples and to bed! You're talking cobblers! Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Get up those Apples and to bed! I'll just ask His Nibbs, Put on your best fiddle and flute Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. You made a pig's ear of that. You made a pig's ear of that. Take a quick butchers hook.
Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! You forgot your sausage and mash. Let's climb those apples and pears. Stick it up your Khyber. I don't Adam and Eve it! What is she rabbiting on about.
See you later alligator. What is she rabbiting on about, Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Right bin lids, They're telling you pork pies, Right bin lids, On with the Titfa Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. What is she rabbiting on about, Pick up your plates and get moving. Where's the trouble? Let's climb those apples and pears. Someone has half inched your wallet. It pens in here, Let's climb those apples and pears. Take a quick butchers hook Come on my old China, Hand over the bees to me, Where's my old man? It pens in here, Let's climb those apples and pears. On with the Titfa Where's my old man? Right bin lids, Put on your Weasel.