There was a man, a lovely man
a freckled man,
and he's singing...
And to the broads he's singing every song
and every note he utters takes them down
a road they never thought that they would be...
the road of lechery...
And singing for them all he plays the game
touching, clutching, always ends the same
when he's through the broads are on the floor
and then they beg for more!
and every show he always does the same
signs and fans they all scream out his name
he smiles and winks and thanks them for their love
he's come from up above!!
there was a man... a lovely man...
and he's singing solitaire.........
thanks to Clayton, and the Claynation for all the lovely images.
Written by cha cha (susan)