Versatile Verse 2

He loves to walk and wander through the wood
But to be fair he's really quite good.

He brings me a cup of tea in bed

He always adores me and he never complains
But I have to admit, he hates going on trains

He loves to walk and wander through the wood

He always adores me and he never complains
But he has a strange habit of going travelling on trains.

I'm glad when he returns, but where has he been?

He's my faithful old dog, who I'll love to the end
There's never been ever any better friend

He always adores me and he never complains

He'll keep me warm for the rest of the night
Protecting me when i get a fright

He's my faithful old dog, who i'll love to the end

A gentleman knows a lady has needs
He know what to do, and then he succeeds

He'll keep me warm for the rest of the night

Perhaps he longs for a night of real passion
So do I- must have my ration!

A gentleman knows a lady has needs

I'll settle for books in bed and a nice cup of tea
But is that enough for him? It sure is for me.

Perhaps he longs for a night of real passion

All I want is a warm loving cuddle
Not more these days, it gets the bed in a muddle

I'll settle for books in bed and a nice cup of tea

I must remind him I still love him and get him something nice
If he gets too amorous , over him I'll throw, a bucket of ice.

All I want is a warm, loving cuddle

Those were the days, I can just about recall
Being young and in love was just such a ball

I must remind him I still love him and get him something nice

Over the threshold and into the boudoir
for nights as exciting as on films noir

Those were the days, I can just about recall

He says I’m still the same girl he married
Though I’m far too heavy now to be carried

Over the threshold and into the boudoir

I'll always give thanks for the love we have shared
And all the years we've been paired

He says I'm still the same girl he married

Twill be sad the day we are parted, but till then
I'll hug him and kiss him over and over again.

I'll always give thanks for the love we have shared

Under the whiskers and wrinkles is still my first love
He entertains and thrills me, the lovely old cove.

Twill be sad the day we are parted, but till then

I think I will stick with my own dear old grump
Whom I never really intended to dump

Under the whiskers and wrinkles is still my first love

They'll end up with all sorts of diseases
Some of which will cause more than sneezes

I think I will stick with my own dear old grump

They sure like sowing their wild oats
A lot are acting like randy old goats!

They’ll end up with all sorts of diseases

There's no morality or mutual respect
But quite a lot of lust, I do detect.

They sure like sowing their wild oats

3rd line

There's no morality or mutual respect

When both want their 'me time' and tempers go mad
They'll stray into the night and prob find another cad

How does that work when they get together?
I think it would lead to some stormy weather

When both want their 'me time' and tempers go mad

Today’s young ladies are tougher
But the lads are also much rougher

How does that work when they get together?

I think though that modesty is well overrated
It's a concept that's really outdated.

Today's young ladies are tougher