| Don’t you realize, my friend
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| You’re bringing everybody down?
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| Rockaliser Baby (hmm hmm)
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| What’s goin' on? |
| (hmm hmm)
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| Don’t you realize, my friend
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| You’re doing everybody wrong?
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| Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah
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| Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah
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| Alright, ands on eads!
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| We know ow to deal with you ageing Teds!
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| Ere, Fuzz!
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| None of your lip!
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| Alright, Johnson, book im, then!
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| Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
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| Ah ah
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| I’ll huff
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| And I’ll puff
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| And that’s enough
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| To burst your bag, Sir
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| In September, 1937
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| I bought my wife a new electric iron for eight and sixpence
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| She’s still using it everyday and it’s never needed repair
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| Rockaliser Baby (hmm hmm)
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| Rockin' round the town (hmm hmm)
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| Don’t you realize my friend
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| You’re bringing everybody down?
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| Rockaliser Baby (hmm hmm)
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| What’s going on? |
| (hmm hmm)
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| Don’t you realize, my friend
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| You’re doing everybody wrong, yeah!
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| Betty and I went to Bournemouth on Saturday
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| No one was drownded, so we went for a swim
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| Spent an hour cleaning oil off the seagulls
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| I don’t think we’ll be going again
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| Mmmmm… |