Last Of The English Roses Honey, honey My you did look dapper in your mothers Old green scarf With your famous Auntie Aurthurs trousers on You were slapped by that slapper And how we all laughed But she laughed the loudest Oh in 93 You could charm the bees nees of the bees Cheeky youd say and we all fell around Rolling round the playground Saucy youd say and we all fell about Rolling round the playground In the 94 We all sang Skipping and dancing hand in hand Yeah with all the boys together And all the girls together Shes the last of the English roses Shes the last of the English roses (I wish to be so whirl awake again) She knows her Rodneys from her Stanleys And her Kappas from her Reeboks And her tit from her tat And Winstons from her Enoks Its 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 Shes the last of the English roses Shes the last of the English roses Yeah shes the last of the English roses Shes the last of, last of the English English roses Ah sometimes you cant change Therell be no place Ce soir, disons chez moi Enfin je compte de toi Je te drague la rose mystique Tu larrose mystique? Ha, vas-y Cest mon monde de soleil
https://primoaccordo.net/babyshambles/last-of-the-english-roses.htm