Versatile Verse 2

America I think for our first vacation
But flying fills me with trepidation

Perhaps a cruise

Some travel plans would be good for a start
No point in spending our free time apart

America I think for our first vacation

The days and nights are rolling by
I would like some company, I won't lie

Some travel plans would be good for a start

What a shame it’s all a pipe dream
For we could have made a good team

The days and nights are rolling by

He'll have pots of money
And call me honey bunny

What a shame it’s all a pipe dream

Perhaps one day I will meet my Mr.Right
And his looks will be pure delight

He'll have pots of money

Such a pity he belonged to someone else
And I'm just left sitting on lonely shelfs

Perhaps one day I will meet my Mr.Right

He turned out to be a bit of a cad
I must admit I'm feeling sad

Such a pity he belonged to someone else

Nothing worse than coitus interruptus
Definitely don't want his wife to interrupt us

He turned out to be a bit of a cad

Not my fault, I didn’t know he was wed
Thank the Lord we weren’t in bed!

Nothing worse than coitus interruptus

We were both woken up by an almighty crash
It was his wife, come to give him a bash.

Not my fault, I didn't know he was wed

So we both settled down to a little nap
Him on the sofa, my head in his lap

We were both woken up by an almighty crash

After that what we need is forty winks
What are you suggesting? You little minx

So we both settled down to a little nap

I’ll start with a buttered roll and some soup
The leftovers can go to the chickens in the coop

After that what we need is forty winks

We can still take long walks and go out for lunch
Nothing quite like a hike then a munch!

I’ll start with a buttered roll and some soup

Now, my expectations are quite low
We'll be compatible if he's a little bit slow

We can still take long walks and go out for lunch

Perhaps I should look for an older man
I know one who has a battered old van

Now, my expectations are quite low

I seem to have lost my joie de vivre
Or maybe I'm being a little naive

Perhaps I should look for an older man

Now it’s cocoa and off to bed at ten
No more thoughts of entertaining young men

I seem to have lost my joie de vivre

The music kept us groovin' all day long
I could jive all night, I was that strong.

Now it's cocoa and off to bed at ten

Those were the days, foot loose and fancy free
Happy to say, I showed more than a knee!

The music kept us groovin' all day long

Could've won the wet T-shirt competition
Only if it were still the 60's, I have my suspicion.

Those were the days, foot loose and fancy free

Could’ve won the wet T-shirt competition
I kissed him - I was full of contrition

“Please don’t leave me, let’s get out of here”

He rescued me and I was soaking wet
Looked like a drowned rat, I bet!

Could’ve won the wet T-shirt competition

Perhaps that Masai with the long pointed spear
If I call out to him I hope he is near

He rescued me and I was soaking wet.