old rocky rothstein he fell down a gold
mine
he,s got it all on tape
it,s all so handy the rabbit it,s randy the jester it all goes to jape
cause "uh oh" for "sending" a "station" it,s ending
"sometimes" joe ninety it,s reel

but sometimes disdainful larry the lameful when it comes to a wheel
till glittering prize well how she tries
up on the catwalk she,s now
as little jack horners sat in the corner would you know it,s all chow
cause dancing at "hammy,s" the chat of the "cannies"
the brunette you bet with the hair
until it,s a slip or it,s just a bad trip  . . .  a long and a well winding stair
till fellas in celars it,s uri he gellers . . could be a fork or a spoon
but dammit it,s granite . . forbidden it,s planet
. . and quartz it,s like sand in a dune

cause old rocky rothstein he fell down a gold mime
he,d got it all on tape
it,s all so handy the rabbit it,s randy
the jester it all goes to jape





but twinkle twinkle vroom vroom vars
a gnome on a roam when it,s doors half a jars

cause stickey me chicky it,s leg before wicky
  but it,s all hi hi mickey an evening in bars
cause friend is a spend when it comes to the end

  a cugarette bet when it comes to a vend
  and missy she,s kissy it all comes to hat
it,s all double diamond but is it a beer mat
but i,ve got a brand new combine harvester
 a wet t,shirt night it was there all to see
  she was all full baord one eighty so scored
 it,s live or it,s drive if you can,t find the key
  till it,s snookys the game and it,s steve is the name
"i hate it" you played it the problem it,s  yours
  a friend is a spend when it comes to the ends
 all,s fair in hair when it,s socks and it,s draw





an open as door . . .  a way up the stair
the news of the views it,s a current affair
"i love you i love you" (but now he,s been "dumped")
heaving for leaving (by someone else humped)
he,s back to the door  and he,s down on his kneess
(a sorry as tale from the birds and the bees)
but like some things are best to jest and better left unsaid
is he "into you like a train" is bela lugosi really dead
cause all good things they come to pass (some say that belsen was a gas)
and like a cuppa of tea that will sicken
 some chicky as chips and an oven roast chicken
until he senses troubled stair arise to feet with spikey hair
no hairdo dryer i should have bet
 theres ways and means to get hairgel set
and like a good woman (and everyone cares)
a day in the life of the who hairs as bears





alas vodka dave
 he,s all sat in a cave

mewsing along
like a rat to a cat

"my precious  . . 
my bottle of vodka,s  . . .. .  all mine

and there,s no needy play,s  . . .
 . . all like that"