that’s the last time we do it at your place
She was only an undertaker’s daughter,
but she’d always bury a stiff.
She was only the captain’s daughter,
but her naval base was full of seamen.
She was only a road layer’s daughter,
but she liked her asphalt.
She was only a farmer’s daughter,
but she’d lie under any old sod.
She was only a fishmonger’s daughter,
but she’d jump on the slab and say “fillet.”
She was only an oars-man’s daughter,
but she liked a fine pair of row-locks.
She was only the telegraphers daughter,
but she didit didit didit didit…
She was only the batsman’s daughter,
but she could take a full toss in her crease.
She was only the cricket umpire’s daughter,
but her crease was fit for Lords.
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