I'm usually sick
when eating my sis-in-law's
cooking. It's the worst!
Cooking? It's the worst
Thing you can do with a cold,
Infect all your guests.
Infect all your guests
With irrepressible fun
You lovely thing, you
You lovely thing, you
Just took the last meringue, and
I want it a lot.
I want it a lot,
chocolate, that is. I could write
an ode to chocolate!
An ode to chocolate
And a threnody to tea;
Poetry for drinks.
Poetry for drinks
A simple song for supper
Encore for dessert
Encore for dessert
Yum! Yum! At the Pudding Club
We stuffed our faces
We stuffed our faces
With pineapple and guava -
Tropical breakfast.
Tropical breakfast
With no E-numbers. That's called
Living the good life.
Living the good life
In a Mumbai hotel, eh?
Or Mudamalai?
Or Mudamalai
Or Jodphur like Liz Hurley
With her caravan
With her caravan
She ploughed through the iron fence,
And slewed to a stop.
And slewed to a stop
Wasn't supposed to happen
The great Juggernaut
The great Juggernaut
Mows down the worshippers and
Rolls on regardless.
Rolls on regardless
Maybe demonstrates disdain
Rich men's carriages
Rich men's carriages
Include Lexus and Rollers;
I have a Skoda...
"I have a Skoda"
Is a shameless thing to say.
Don't you feel guity?
Are you anti-Czech
Republic, or the Slovaks?
Are they at war now?
