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)