Last of the English Roses
Honey, honey My you did look dapper in your mothers Old green scarf With your famous Auntie Aurthur's trousers on You were slapped by that slapper And how we all laughed But she laughed the loudest Oh in ninety-three You could charm the bees nees of the bees Cheeky you'd say and we all fell around Rolling 'round the playground Saucy you'd say and we all fell about Rolling 'round the playground In the ninety-four We all sang Skipping and dancing hand in hand Yeah with all the boys together And all the girls together She's the last of the English roses She's the last of the English roses (I wish to be so whirl awake again) She knows her Rodney's from her Stanley's And her Kappas from her Reeboks And her tit from her tat And Winston's from her Enok's It's fine and take what I Coming out, coming alive Round the Snooker table You dance the Frutti-Tutti She almost spilled her lager Toasting girls of great beauty But the closing moved by Coming of age, coming alive All the boys together And all the girls together She's the last of the English roses She's the last of the English roses Yeah she's the last of the English roses She's the last of, last of the English English roses Ah sometimes you can't change There'll be no place Ce soir, disons chez moi Enfin je compte de toi Je te drague la rose mystique Tu l'arrose mystique? Ha, vas-y C'est mon monde de soleil
Written by: Pete Doherty, PETER DOHERTY
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