Funny Old World

Benny Hill

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Well, hey there, suits, how do you dig my groove?
We've got jokes to burn your bums and freeze your cool
We're gonna get on up and party down
You're not going to see us frown
We're gonna dig a beat like a sassafras mama with a real petite
You can dive past the masses with the cabbies and do the bug-a-loo
If I sound like another, then it's half past ten

When I look into your eyes of blue
I wanna wee, I wanna wee, I wanna wee, wee, weekend alone with you
She turns me on so much when she sings
I wanna give her one, I wanna give her one, I wanna give her wonderful things

Why do you keep doin' that?
Doin' what?
Well, one minute, you're perfectly all right
And the next minute, you sound like a dic
Like a dic, like a dic, like a dictaphone gone wrong
Now come on, do it properly

I like ladies' stockings, nylon, silk, or cotton
'Cause no matter how long they are
The top is always near the bottom
Don't wear specs in winter – it could be your ruin
'Cause the boys could start to breathe on them
And you can't see what they're doin'

Funny old world
Funny old world
Everyone says it's a funny old world
Funny old world
Funny old world
It's a funny old world
It's a funny old world