Goes to a ball and he calls me Cinderella
And upon my coat I wears a but an ‘ole
And he calls me a tidy fella
And next to me comes old Mother Brown
Pulling up her railway socks
She says to me come n have another dance
Cos it ain’t quite 12 o’ clock
So off we go around and round
But there’s gonna be some trouble I know
Cos I’ve got no buttons on me trousers
And me pins ain’t none to strong, TOO STRONG!
Hurry up Mrs Brown I can feel it coming down and it won’t
take none too long!!
