Oh darling sugar honey

When it was nice and sunny

And when I had some money

We would go and see Echo And The Bunny...

Men



Since I was eight I've loved you

Through garden gates I've shoved you

Then there's the time I slashed you

And you had to go to hospital



Now you are gone forever

Shot by your Uncle Trevor

My story seems so tragic

Ali Bongo's good at contortionism



Oh he's much better than David Nixon ever was

Woh oh oh oo-ooh



Slowly I picked my life up

Now I go and pick the wife up

She works at Marks and Spencers

La la la Lech Walesas

When Cupid threw her last dart

You, girl, were still in my heart

I love you more than ever

Even though I married Trevor