Cockney Ipsum
See you later alligator
You're talking cobblers! Can you Adam and Eve it? Someone has half inched your wallet. Hand over the bees to me, Take a quick butchers at this! Pick up your plates and get moving. It's time to iron my Uncle. Take a quick butchers hook You're starting to get on my wick. Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! You're talking cobblers! Lad. Use your crust mate! I'll just ask His Nibbs, See you later alligator. You're going to have your barnet cut today.
Hand over the bees to me, I don't Adam and Eve it! Stick it up your Khyber. Someone has half inched your wallet. He's full of porkies, Where's the trouble? Pick up your plates and get moving. He's full of porkies, I'll just ask His Nibbs, Let's climb those apples and pears. Put on your best fiddle and flute Someone has half inched your wallet. On with the Titfa Put on your Weasel Where's the trouble? On with the Titfa.
Take a quick butchers hook Someone has half inched your wallet. Now, you look Cream Crackered. Hand over the bees to me, Where's the trouble? Put on your best fiddle and flute Right bin lids, Lad. Use your crust mate! It pens in here, Take a quick butchers at this! Get up those Apples and to bed! Take a quick butchers at this! Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. You forgot your sausage and mash. Put on your best fiddle and flute It's all gone Pete Tong!
Put on your Weasel You made a pig's ear of that. Get up those Apples and to bed! Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Stick it up your Khyber. Put on your Weasel You're talking cobblers! Get up those Apples and to bed! Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Can you Adam and Eve it? Where's my old man? Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! It's time to iron my Uncle. Someone has half inched your wallet. You're starting to get on my wick. I'll just ask His Nibbs, Absolutely brassic - Yer 'aving a larf! They're telling you pork pies, Use your loaf and think about it, He's full of porkies, Put on your Weasel Hand over the bees to me, You muppet! Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. Absolutely brassic - Yer 'aving a larf! You're talking cobblers! Lad. Use your crust mate! Right bin lids, You're starting to get on my wick.
Someone has half inched your wallet. It's all gone Pete Tong! Scarpa! I don't Adam and Eve it! I'll just ask His Nibbs, Pick up your plates and get moving. Scarpa! I don't Adam and Eve it! Where's the trouble? It pens in here, Take a quick butchers at this! Let's get down to brass tacks. Now, you look Cream Crackered. Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Hand over the bees to me, Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. It pens in here, It's time to iron my Uncle. Get up those Apples and to bed!