Oh the cat is out of the hat
the maiden has lost her knickers
and my aunt Nelly blimey
oh what a kerfuffle
My wife just put ****** on the sausages
and one from the oven has shot up the dogs ***
oh this is not good, at party like this
oh what a kerfuffle
There must be at least twelve saints here
those that must be revered
yet they are dancing like nutters
oi the beers are over here
God look at peter paul and dingo
don't they act like plebs
I would not dance
if I could get the beat out of my head
Lets take it to the garden
and do the moonlight shuffle
let's be foot loose and fancy free
oh what a kerfuffle
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 4:58 AM UTC
Oh the cat is out of the hat
the maiden has lost her knickers
and my aunt Nelly blimey
oh what a kerfuffle
My wife just put ****** on the sausages
and one from the oven has shot up the dogs ***
oh this is not good, at party like this
oh what a kerfuffle
There must be at least twelve saints here
those that must be revered
yet they are dancing like nutters
oi the beers are over here
God look at peter paul and dingo
don't they act like plebs
I would not dance
if I could get the beat out of my head
Lets take it to the garden
and do the moonlight shuffle
let's be foot loose and fancy free
oh what a kerfuffle
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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