But my baby don't love nobody
but me, nobody but me
Yes everybody wants my baby
But my baby don't want nobody
but me, that's plain to see!
I'm his sweet Judy
and he is my loving man!
No time to do his duty,
loves me like no other can!
Now when my baby kisses me
upon my rosy cheeks
I just let those kisses be,
don't wash my face for weeks!
11 comments:
Ah, the humble goosegog.
(Can one still say that?)
xxx
Mort
Goosegog, huh?
Rigggghhhhhhttt.
Oh gosh....whadda we call those silly things.....
OH! Green wanna be grapes!
k....I mighta made that up...LOL
Thank you. I am touched.
as you know, dear Vicus, it's always a pleasure to touch you
Mel I thought that fruit selection was looking a trifle exotic for Mr Scurra, and added something traditionally English!
Mort welcome to sweetness and light! I wasn't suggesting that the fine man was a proverbial gooseberry, you understand. . .
. . .nor a fool
oooh, ever tried cloudberries? I've only seen 'em on TV
my mother used to pick them atop the mountains in Norway. . .
never tried them myself
I don't really like gooseberries, but I do love a gooseberry fool
I am no gooseberry, but I am a fool.
'tis easily done, dear Dave - join the club
If you are fools, then I am your King.
I haven't the wisdom of a fool.
Just an idiot, me.
this is one of those posts where I need a British to American translation dictionary...
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