Lyrics:
lady from
England. Yes- England! I give you- and don't forget
to give her back when you're finished with her- the
toast of Mayfair... Fraulein Sally
does the King of England think he is?
Tea at some tinpot castle of his--what kind of invitation
is that?
Argentina's First Lady deserves Buckingham
England!
Ladies
Girls
Birds
Tits
Quavers
Ladies
Girls
Birds
Tits
Quavers
This one's for Julie, who we love
I love her almost as I do Alma
But we don't do Alma no more
It's called â??England's Glory'. if you want to sing
it
Hosin', dumplin', chicken in a basket
She was a bouncin' beautiful baby
Saw her on telly, a sexy lady
America needs you, England needs you
And socialist at heart
Traded England's iron lady for
A new world in the arms
Of the Battery, Manhattan
And the dancer by his side
One fire the New York City
I'd sacrifice--
If my lady you would favour me.
Far brighter than the stars your smile,
You hold the richest sunset in those eyes--
You are England
Can you meet me in the country
In the summertime in England
Will you meet me?
Will you meet me in the country
In the summertime in England
Will
England best.
I might be prejudiced.
But it's true, I love New England best.
Well, now
You know, ladies and gentlemen, I've already been to Paris, I
a tiara but not a crown
Princess Diana was a lady kind and fair
A member of the British royal family with golden hair
England's rose was her nickname
takes our rubbish
To the bay state, where we'll lay down in the ground
To the lady, with a pin stuck in her frown
To the warehouse, allowed for me
Now the old lady has pricked all the thumbs
The threat bare announcement there
All over town
Now we're being sentenced to 99 years
Still I don't want
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain
For we've received orders for to sail for old England
And we may
it, let 'em in
The king of England woulda left us alone
If he saw Jessica Simpson eat an ice cream cone
Teeny bikinis, red, white and blue
Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle
of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeator of the Saxons,
sovereign of all England!
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To this small, little
not too big, little homey
Nice, little, quaint, little
always kindly
Old New England town
Welcome
If you're new
Farewell and adieu to you fair Spanish ladies
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
Cause we've received orders to sail for old England
And we
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain;
For we've received orders for to sail for old England
But we
there ever been love
And in between there's dirty fighting
England, England is that your style
This is Buckingham
This is Buckingham Palace
Our palace
We
They say immigrants steal the hubcaps
Of respected gentlemen
They say it would be wine and roses
If England were for Englishmen again
I saw
yes you're my, delta lady
And you're my, me oh my, delta lady
Oh, when I'm home again in England
I'll think of you, love (think about you, oh, I
Farewell and adieu to you Spanish ladies
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
For we've received orders for to sail for old England
And we may
yes you're my, delta lady
And you're my, me oh my, delta lady
Oh, when I'm home again in England
I'll think of you, love (think about you, oh, I
wings like a dove I would fly to my dear."
He traveled through England, through France and through Spain,
Till he ventured his life on the watery main,
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