Ruffle my feathers, I meeting with Miss This is the story of Tom, peeping his tom's favourite thing One day, went flying back home What's that outside on the wing? Then safely back home for tea
Make port on ram Sheperd's pie with some chips fried Nice meal Mum but what is that Fried- Mum, just heard some rustling outside Watch out it's duck, and it's cold flesh the torch Make port on ram Ten jumps the fence like a toad Jumps the fence like a toad Jumps the fence
Oh dear, oh dear Forgotten your name, pretend I know their just the same Or blame it on my forgetful brain Pull up your leggings and your memories will be born Your memories will be born We're good and we're tight, the three of us never fight Turning heads and turning nods, it looks like it come from out of space It looks like you've come from out of space It jumps the fence like a toad Jumps the fence like a toad...