I Can't Put My Finger on It Lyrics

As Martin said to Xanthe
As they played with wooden toys
You may have wendys playhouse
But where the hells your boys ?
As Paul said to Fifi
As they eyed each other up
You may have better plimsoles
But you cant pee standing up
And I'd like to take the time to b***
Their neck and make it bleed
Or maybe I could cut holes in their
Daddys harris tweed

And I can't put my finger on it
Maybe its something in their food
And I can't put my finger on it
All I know is Christ would've sued
As Sharon said to Jamie
As they sat down for a chat
If you think I'm cooking dinner
Well, prepare to eat dead rat

As Debbie said to Alex
As they held hands in the park
How come you wear Rupert check
When you think youre so hard
I should've done his Land Rover
To let him know I'd been
Instead I wrote f off
On the dirt across his screen

And I can't put my finger on it
Maybe its something in their food
And I can't put my finger on it
All I know is Christ would've sued

I wish I'd let them know that I was here
A drop of a***nic in the wine
Sulphuric acid in the beer.