Pam Ayres & John Prescott's 'Little Ditty'
It's best to read this imagining Pam Ayres saying the words. Class...
I am ready Mr Prescott You can take me in your arms All these years I've waited To experience your charms So fling aside those trousers I hope they're quick release For all that hanky panky's Made you clinically obese
I like a man of substance I like a man of size Especially when I'm measuring The bags beneath their eyes If anyone insulted me I have no doubt at all You'd leap to my defence And punch the blighter through the wall
I like you Mr Prescott A constant watch I keep To see you on TV Sat next to Tony, fast asleep So I'm waiting Mr Prescott My toothbrush in my bag To see your chiselled jaw Behind the wheel of either Jag
A man like you is dangerous A man like you is trouble Just like a row of houses You demolished me to rubble With one hand on the tiller As steady as a rock And the other disappearing Up the secretary's frock
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