Early one Sunday, well any way, early for me,
As I slid from by double-bed, what could I see?
Standing outside as the night turned to dawn,
There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn.
Was it her husband, I pondered, or was he a crook,
Why was he taking car numbers down in a book?
I started to ring, and I rung ninety-nine,
Nein, you must not, she said.
She was half-German, half out of bed,
Which half was which didn't have to be said,
Turning her head, her face was red.
"He is my husband," she whispered, I started to sweat,
Just my luck when I'd only done this for a bet.
Standing outside as the night turned to dawn,
There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn.
But Rodney did not want to meet fat and ugly girls, and instead, he bought rude books (ooo) with rude pictures in them (ooo). ``Rodney, your tea's ready.''
As I slid from by double-bed, what could I see?
Standing outside as the night turned to dawn,
There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn.
Was it her husband, I pondered, or was he a crook,
Why was he taking car numbers down in a book?
I started to ring, and I rung ninety-nine,
Nein, you must not, she said.
She was half-German, half out of bed,
Which half was which didn't have to be said,
Turning her head, her face was red.
"He is my husband," she whispered, I started to sweat,
Just my luck when I'd only done this for a bet.
Standing outside as the night turned to dawn,
There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn.
But Rodney did not want to meet fat and ugly girls, and instead, he bought rude books (ooo) with rude pictures in them (ooo). ``Rodney, your tea's ready.''