CHINESE BLUES
Now Mr. Wu was a laundry man in a shop with an old green door.
He'll iron all day your linen away, he really makes me sore.
He's lost his heart to a Chinese girl and his laundry's all gone wrong.
All day he'll flirt, scorch your shirt, that's why I'm singing this song.
Oh Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
This funny feeling keeps round me stealing
Oh won’t you throw your sweetheart over do.
My vest's so short that it won't fit my little brother.
And my new Sunday shirt has got a perforated rudder.
Mr. Wu, what shall I do
I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Wu, he's got a naughty eye that flickers.
You ought to see it wobble when he's ironing ladies blouses.
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Wu, he's got a laundry kind of tricky,
He'll starch my shirts and collars but he'll never touch my waistcoat..
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
COME HITHER WITH YOUR ZITHER
Now I don't play a piana or a violin
But when I play my zither all the people sing
Come hither with your zither and play to me
A melody in any key
Come hither with your zither and play a tune
And I will swoon into your arms
It's a new sensation though it’s very old
But my heart needs warming up because it's cold
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you
Now before I bought my zither (you know) no one cared for me
But now I've got a girlfriend to sing this song to me
Come hither with your zither and play for me
A melody in any key
Come hither with your zither and play a tune
And I will swoon into your arms
When I hear your zither I feel all aglow
I don't know what you're thinking but I won't say no
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you...
When you play your zither my heart understands
It reminds me of one night we had on Blackpool sands
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you
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COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS AND SMILE
Though plans may often go wrong, let ‘em hear your voice,
You’ll find that rhythm and song, make the world rejoice
Make life go with a swing, laugh at trouble and sing,
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
While you’re playing your part, keep a song in your heart,
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
Sing low, sing high, isn’t it grand, beating the band.
Who wants to die, oh what a happy land hi!
Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
You got to get together, swing it around
Now get together, swing it around
Make life go with a swing and a smile,
Laugh at trouble and sing all the while
Now count your blessings and smile
While you’re playing your own little part
You’ve gotta keep a song in your heart,
Black puddings and tripe and trotters, Count your blessings and smile.
Sing low, sing high, isn’t it grand beating the band,
Who-oo-oo who wants to die, oh what a happy happy land.
Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Oo oo oo – ha ha – ha – ha
Count your blessings, one – two – three
Count your blessings, four – five – six
Count your blessings and smile
Show then what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Oo oo oo oo, ha ha, ha, ha
Count your blessings and smile.
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DAN THE DAIRYMAN
I’m in the dairy business and well known everywhere
I might go round and round my round but I’m always on the square
Milk I serve to Mrs Fox, she’s deaf so after fourteen knocks
I pour it through her letterbox. I’m Dan the dairyman
Mrs Jones is very fat, she slipped on a butter pat
And underneath her, laid out flat, was Dan the dairyman
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
Of late I’ve not seen Mrs Moore, today a nurse came to the door
Instead of two pints she had four from Dan the dairy man
Although the game is tricky I’ve never yet been caught
I’ve learnt two gallons make three gills and six pints make a quart
I serve a pub just round about, the barmaid's keen on me no doubt
She fills my empties up with stout for Dan the dairyman
When my eggs they start to crack it smells just like a gas attack
And one by one they throw 'em back at Dan the dairyman
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
"Oh doctor," shouted one sweet pet can you cure me? I said" you bet'
It's the finest chance that’s happened yet to Dan the dairyman
When Mr Johnson homeward goes he gives two knocks quite hefty blows
When it’s three knocks Mrs Johnson knows it’s Dan the dairy man
"Who’s been here?" yelled Mrs Best the cook said, "Nobody, I confessed
Cried the parrot "blimey can’t you guess it’s Dan the dairy man
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
They've just broadcast an S.O.S. Ten pretty girls are in distress
They want to know the new address of Dan the dairyman
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DARE DEVIL DICK
You’ve heard of Dick Turpin and bold Robin Hood, I’m known as one of the click.
A bit of gangster a terror to all, the lads call me Dare Devil Dick.
I’m fond of a fight over fighting I gloat, I’m always the first to hold anyone’s coat.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
Only last week without saying a word
I travelled first class when my ticket was third.
I’m a demon, I’m devil may care, full of villainy.
Full fare on me ticket they soon made me pay.
But I got me own back the very next day.
I bought two first class tickets and walked all the way.
Dare Devil Dick that’s me.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
With a girl on a raft I was wrecked on the sea.
I was in a short shirt, and she wore a chemise.
"Hoist a single" soon she started to shout
"And save us from the sea".
I took off my shirt "They won’t see that" she raved
So I grabbed her chemise on the mast it soon waved
When she smiled I said "Gee I don’t want to be saved"
Dare Devil Dick that’s me.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
For a picnic I went with my sweetie one day
We romped in the fields and we sat in the hay
It was lovely till she cried in alarm.
"Why, there’s a bumble bee".
"Oh be brave and find it", I shouted out "Where?"
She said "Where I’m sitting it’s underneath there"
I got stung on the hand, ah but I didn’t care
Dare Devil Richard that’s me.
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DELIVERING THE MORNING MILK
In the streets just aft'er dawn when you can't hear a sound
With my milkcart everymorn' I go upon my round
I've seen a window open wide, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen a girl asleep inside, when delivering the morning milk
Her bedrooms small, there' s too much heat
Her tootsies stick out in the street,
I hang my milk cans on her feet
When delivering the morning milk
While dancing wives play fast and loose, I'm delivering the morning milk
But I don't worry what's the use, when delivering the morning milk.
Now one chap said "my wife I'll sock, She's not home yet and it' s twelve o' clock"
I said "It's later than that old cock
I'm delivering the morning milk" . . . .
Girls out walking look sublime, when new frocks they've just bought
But see them in the morning time, when they shout "leave a quart"
I've heard snoring loud and deep, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen girls walk in their sleep, when delivering the morning milk
One girl as mad as mad could be, "deliver up my child" said she
"deliver what?" I said "no not me, I'm delivering the morning milk"
I've seen a lady in her bath, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen a man creep up the path, when delivering the morning milk
I heard him whisper "here's a rope, slip on something and let's elope"
Then I saw the lady slip on the soap, as I was delivering the morning milk
I've seen burglars on the job when delivering the morning milk
An old maids bedroom they will rob, when delivering the morning milk
All night the burglar mucks about, the spinster doesn't scream or shout
And when she kicks the burglar out, I'm delivering the morning milk ....
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DO DE O DO
In modern music some clever guy has started a brand new craze
A fellow must put Do De O Do into all he sings or plays
Now some may think this foolish but I'm not one of those
For I attach importance to those Do De O Do, Do De O Do's
Now you can't be rich you're poor instead
Without the Do De O, Do De O Do
You can't make cakes and you can't make bread
Without the Do De O, Do De O Do
You need it in your music, as any child will know
The La, Me, Fah, So, La's alright but what about the Do De O Do
Now we take these champion boxers, there's a lot that we all know
Who fall on the ground in the second round to get the Do De O De O De O Do
To get the Do De O De O De O Do
Now you can't be rich you're poor instead
Without the Do De O, Do De O, Do
You can't make cakes and you can't make bread
Without the Do De O, Do De O, Do
You even need it in your music, as any little child will know
The La, Me, Fah, So, La's alright but what about the Do De O Do
Now suppose your keeping rabbits, you've a buck well may be so
How can he raise a family without the Do De O De O De O Do
Without the Do De O De O De O Do
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DOWN THE OLD COAL HOLE
Georgie was a miner and one day it came to pass
He met Nellie Murgatroyd a gradely sort of lass
He did some extra night work just to earn a bit of brass
He went working down the old coal hole
Give me my shovel and my pic Nellie, I'm going down the hole to get the coal,
With my shovel and my pick my lamp and little bit of wick
I'm going down the old coal hole
Down the hole, down the hole, I'm going down the hole to get the coal
With my meat and gravy canned my little bundle in my hand
I'm going down the old coal hole
Sitting on the sofa Georgie said "I’ve lost my heart"
I don't know much about love but I'll kiss you for a start"
He mucked about for half an hour then said "I must depart
And go working down the old coal hole"
Little Nellie' s father came and upset all the fun
Little Nellie' s father had a double barrelled gun
Georgie said "excuse me, but it's time for me to run
And go working down the old coal hole"
When he cuddled Nellie he was often black as ink
And when they did her washing at the laundry they would wink
And murmur "by the look of 'em well anyone had think
She'd been working down the old coal hole"
Nellie's mother said "I somehow, rather fancy you.
Fill the loving cup and drink to sparkling eyes of blue"
He said "I'll fill your loving cup and I'll fill your scuttle too
'Cos I'm working down the old coal hole
One day little Nellie she looked worried, it was plain,
She met him at the pit'head with a bundle in the rain,
He just took one look at it, then he staggered back again
And he tumbled down the old coal hole
Give me my shovel and my pic Nellie,
I'm going down the hole to get the coal,
With my shovel and my pick my lamp and little bit of wick
I'm going down the old coal hole
Down the hole for the coal, down the hole, I'm going down the hole to get the coal
With my meat and gravy canned my little bundle in my hand
I'm going down the old coal hole
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DOES YOUR DREAMBOOK TELL YOU THAT
Patter between George and Beryl
B - Hello George
G - Hello Beryl
B - You look tired, what's the reason?
G - You're the reason
B - Why?
G - Do you know I can't sleep at night for dreaming about you
B - Oh, do you dream about me terribly George?
G - Oh horribly
B - That's funny, I've been dreaming such a lot but awful dreams I've had
G - You've been sleeping on both sides at once, for a young girl that sounds bad.
B - A dream book I've bought and it's useful too
G - Well tell me some things that the book tells you
I dreamt you stayed out all the night till dawn, at someone else's flat
Now where did I leave my new pyjama suit
Does your dream book tell you that?
My dream book tells me that I'm going to wed, a wealthy aristocrat
And will you stitch the patches on his countryseat
Does your dream book tell you
Someday I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
When winter comes I’m going to place my feet on the part where you’re most fat
I always turn that part towards the wall
Does your dream book tell you that?
I dreamt I visited a far off land in a lovely big sea yacht
But where would you go to if the boiler bust
Does your dream book tell you that?
My brother’s going to pay for my new dress, going to pay for my new hat
Is he going to pay me back the quid he owes?
Does your dream book tell you that?
Someday I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
I’m going with the captain to the free Art Ball yes I know what I’m at
And you're going with a bundle to the three brass balls
Does your dream book tell you that?
My grandad bought himself a new sports car it can do a hundred flat
But what will happen if the brakes don't work
Does your dream book tell you that?
I dreamt you visited a nudist camp didn't even wear your hat
And I promised all the girls I’d go again next week
Does your dream book tell you that?
Some day I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
My sister’s got a lovely bouncing boy, so chubby and so fat
But who is the father of the blinking kid
Does your dream book tell you that?
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CHINESE BLUES
Now Mr. Wu was a laundry man in a shop with an old green door.
He'll iron all day your linen away, he really makes me sore.
He's lost his heart to a Chinese girl and his laundry's all gone wrong.
All day he'll flirt, scorch your shirt, that's why I'm singing this song.
Oh Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese
Laundry Blues.
This funny feeling keeps round me stealing
Oh won’t you throw your sweetheart over do.
My vest's so short that it won't fit my little brother.
And my new Sunday shirt has got a perforated rudder.
Mr. Wu, what shall I do
I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Wu, he's got a naughty eye that flickers.
You ought to see it wobble when he's ironing ladies blouses.
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese
Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Wu, he's got a laundry kind of tricky,
He'll starch my shirts and collars but he'll never touch my waistcoat..
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I'm feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese
Laundry Blues.
COME HITHER WITH YOUR ZITHER
Now I don't play a piana or a violin
But when I play my zither all the people sing
Come hither with your zither and play to me
A melody in any key
Come hither with your zither and play a tune
And I will swoon into your arms
It's a new sensation though it’s very old
But my heart needs warming up because it's cold
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you
Now before I bought my zither (you know) no one cared for me
But now I've got a girlfriend to sing this song to me
Come hither with your zither and play for me
A melody in any key
Come hither with your zither and play a tune
And I will swoon into your arms
When I hear your zither I feel all aglow
I don't know what you're thinking but I won't say no
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you...
When you play your zither my heart understands
It reminds me of one night we had on Blackpool sands
Come hither with your zither make my dreams come true
And I will always be in love with you
Back To Top Of Page
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS AND SMILE
Though plans may often go wrong, let ‘em hear your voice,
You’ll find that rhythm and song, make the world rejoice
Make life go with a swing, laugh at trouble and sing,
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
While you’re playing your part, keep a song in your heart,
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
Sing low, sing high, isn’t it grand, beating the band.
Who wants to die, oh what a happy land hi!
Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Tra-la-la-la-lala-lala, Count your blessing and smile.
You got to get together, swing it around
Now get together, swing it around
Make life go with a swing and a smile,
Laugh at trouble and sing all the while
Now count your blessings and smile
While you’re playing your own little part
You’ve gotta keep a song in your heart,
Black puddings and tripe and trotters, Count your blessings and smile.
Sing low, sing high, isn’t it grand beating the band,
Who-oo-oo who wants to die, oh what a happy happy land.
Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Oo oo oo – ha ha – ha – ha
Count your blessings, one – two – three
Count your blessings, four – five – six
Count your blessings and smile
Show then what you can do, make a hullabaloo
Oo oo oo oo, ha ha, ha, ha
Count your blessings and smile.
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DAN THE DAIRYMAN
I’m in the dairy business and well known everywhere
I might go round and round my round but I’m always on the square
Milk I serve to Mrs Fox, she’s deaf so after fourteen knocks
I pour it through her letterbox. I’m Dan the dairyman
Mrs Jones is very fat, she slipped on a butter pat
And underneath her, laid out flat, was Dan the dairyman
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
Of late I’ve not seen Mrs Moore, today a nurse came to the door
Instead of two pints she had four from Dan the dairy man
Although the game is tricky I’ve never yet been caught
I’ve learnt two gallons make three gills and six pints make a quart
I serve a pub just round about, the barmaid's keen on me no doubt
She fills my empties up with stout for Dan the dairyman
When my eggs they start to crack it smells just like a gas attack
And one by one they throw 'em back at Dan the dairyman
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
"Oh doctor," shouted one sweet pet can you cure me? I said" you bet'
It's the finest chance that’s happened yet to Dan the dairyman
When Mr Johnson homeward goes he gives two knocks quite hefty
blows
When it’s three knocks Mrs Johnson knows it’s Dan the dairy man
"Who’s been here?" yelled Mrs Best the cook said, "Nobody, I
confessed
Cried the parrot "blimey can’t you guess it’s Dan the dairy man
Early every morning, there's no more sleep I know
It’s moo, moo, moo and a cock a doodle do
When the rooster starts to crow
They've just broadcast an S.O.S. Ten pretty girls are in distress
They want to know the new address of Dan the dairyman
Back To Top Of Page
DARE DEVIL DICK
You’ve heard of Dick Turpin and bold Robin Hood, I’m known as one
of the click.
A bit of gangster a terror to all, the lads call me Dare Devil Dick.
I’m fond of a fight over fighting I gloat, I’m always the first to hold
anyone’s coat.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
Only last week without saying a word
I travelled first class when my ticket was third.
I’m a demon, I’m devil may care, full of villainy.
Full fare on me ticket they soon made me pay.
But I got me own back the very next day.
I bought two first class tickets and walked all the way.
Dare Devil Dick that’s me.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
With a girl on a raft I was wrecked on the sea.
I was in a short shirt, and she wore a chemise.
"Hoist a single" soon she started to shout
"And save us from the sea".
I took off my shirt "They won’t see that" she raved
So I grabbed her chemise on the mast it soon waved
When she smiled I said "Gee I don’t want to be saved"
Dare Devil Dick that’s me.
Dare Devil Dick up to every trick, Dare Devil Dick that’s me
For a picnic I went with my sweetie one day
We romped in the fields and we sat in the hay
It was lovely till she cried in alarm.
"Why, there’s a bumble bee".
"Oh be brave and find it", I shouted out "Where?"
She said "Where I’m sitting it’s underneath there"
I got stung on the hand, ah but I didn’t care
Dare Devil Richard that’s me.
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DELIVERING THE MORNING MILK
In the streets just aft'er dawn when you can't hear a sound
With my milkcart everymorn' I go upon my round
I've seen a window open wide, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen a girl asleep inside, when delivering the morning milk
Her bedrooms small, there' s too much heat
Her tootsies stick out in the street,
I hang my milk cans on her feet
When delivering the morning milk
While dancing wives play fast and loose, I'm delivering the morning
milk
But I don't worry what's the use, when delivering the morning milk.
Now one chap said "my wife I'll sock, She's not home yet and it' s
twelve o' clock"
I said "It's later than that old cock
I'm delivering the morning milk" . . . .
Girls out walking look sublime, when new frocks they've just bought
But see them in the morning time, when they shout "leave a quart"
I've heard snoring loud and deep, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen girls walk in their sleep, when delivering the morning milk
One girl as mad as mad could be, "deliver up my child" said she
"deliver what?" I said "no not me, I'm delivering the morning milk"
I've seen a lady in her bath, when delivering the morning milk
I've seen a man creep up the path, when delivering the morning milk
I heard him whisper "here's a rope, slip on something and let's elope"
Then I saw the lady slip on the soap, as I was delivering the morning
milk
I've seen burglars on the job when delivering the morning milk
An old maids bedroom they will rob, when delivering the morning milk
All night the burglar mucks about, the spinster doesn't scream or
shout
And when she kicks the burglar out, I'm delivering the morning milk ....
Back To Top Of Page
DO DE O DO
In modern music some clever guy has started a brand new craze
A fellow must put Do De O Do into all he sings or plays
Now some may think this foolish but I'm not one of those
For I attach importance to those Do De O Do, Do De O Do's
Now you can't be rich you're poor instead
Without the Do De O, Do De O Do
You can't make cakes and you can't make bread
Without the Do De O, Do De O Do
You need it in your music, as any child will know
The La, Me, Fah, So, La's alright but what about the Do De O Do
Now we take these champion boxers, there's a lot that we all know
Who fall on the ground in the second round to get the Do De O De O
De O Do
To get the Do De O De O De O Do
Now you can't be rich you're poor instead
Without the Do De O, Do De O, Do
You can't make cakes and you can't make bread
Without the Do De O, Do De O, Do
You even need it in your music, as any little child will know
The La, Me, Fah, So, La's alright but what about the Do De O Do
Now suppose your keeping rabbits, you've a buck well may be so
How can he raise a family without the Do De O De O De O Do
Without the Do De O De O De O Do
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DOWN THE OLD COAL HOLE
Georgie was a miner and one day it came to pass
He met Nellie Murgatroyd a gradely sort of lass
He did some extra night work just to earn a bit of brass
He went working down the old coal hole
Give me my shovel and my pic Nellie, I'm going down the hole to get
the coal,
With my shovel and my pick my lamp and little bit of wick
I'm going down the old coal hole
Down the hole, down the hole, I'm going down the hole to get the coal
With my meat and gravy canned my little bundle in my hand
I'm going down the old coal hole
Sitting on the sofa Georgie said "I’ve lost my heart"
I don't know much about love but I'll kiss you for a start"
He mucked about for half an hour then said "I must depart
And go working down the old coal hole"
Little Nellie' s father came and upset all the fun
Little Nellie' s father had a double barrelled gun
Georgie said "excuse me, but it's time for me to run
And go working down the old coal hole"
When he cuddled Nellie he was often black as ink
And when they did her washing at the laundry they would wink
And murmur "by the look of 'em well anyone had think
She'd been working down the old coal hole"
Nellie's mother said "I somehow, rather fancy you.
Fill the loving cup and drink to sparkling eyes of blue"
He said "I'll fill your loving cup and I'll fill your scuttle too
'Cos I'm working down the old coal hole
One day little Nellie she looked worried, it was plain,
She met him at the pit'head with a bundle in the rain,
He just took one look at it, then he staggered back again
And he tumbled down the old coal hole
Give me my shovel and my pic Nellie,
I'm going down the hole to get the coal,
With my shovel and my pick my lamp and little bit of wick
I'm going down the old coal hole
Down the hole for the coal, down the hole, I'm going down the hole to
get the coal
With my meat and gravy canned my little bundle in my hand
I'm going down the old coal hole
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DOES YOUR DREAMBOOK TELL YOU THAT
Patter between George and Beryl
B - Hello George
G - Hello Beryl
B - You look tired, what's the reason?
G - You're the reason
B - Why?
G - Do you know I can't sleep at night for dreaming about you
B - Oh, do you dream about me terribly George?
G - Oh horribly
B - That's funny, I've been dreaming such a lot but awful dreams I've
had
G - You've been sleeping on both sides at once, for a young girl that
sounds bad.
B - A dream book I've bought and it's useful too
G - Well tell me some things that the book tells you
I dreamt you stayed out all the night till dawn, at someone else's flat
Now where did I leave my new pyjama suit
Does your dream book tell you that?
My dream book tells me that I'm going to wed, a wealthy aristocrat
And will you stitch the patches on his countryseat
Does your dream book tell you
Someday I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
When winter comes I’m going to place my feet on the part where
you’re most fat
I always turn that part towards the wall
Does your dream book tell you that?
I dreamt I visited a far off land in a lovely big sea yacht
But where would you go to if the boiler bust
Does your dream book tell you that?
My brother’s going to pay for my new dress, going to pay for my new
hat
Is he going to pay me back the quid he owes?
Does your dream book tell you that?
Someday I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
I’m going with the captain to the free Art Ball yes I know what I’m at
And you're going with a bundle to the three brass balls
Does your dream book tell you that?
My grandad bought himself a new sports car it can do a hundred flat
But what will happen if the brakes don't work
Does your dream book tell you that?
I dreamt you visited a nudist camp didn't even wear your hat
And I promised all the girls I’d go again next week
Does your dream book tell you that?
Some day I may prove that dreams come true
Some night you might have a nightmare if you do
My sister’s got a lovely bouncing boy, so chubby and so fat
But who is the father of the blinking kid
Does your dream book tell you that?
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