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I stole a bean from Rebsie's garden and she publicly reprimanded me - Mando helped with a few veggy jokes and Joanna inspired a verse too. Many thanks and much gratitude to my long time chum Rebsie and my now time chums at Macjams x
And - special thanks to rebs for letting me over to hers and playing gb with me.
And - special thanks to rebs for letting me over to hers and playing gb with me.
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Lyrics
I’m crazy ‘bout my lover Spud –
I met him hanging out in the mud.
I knew he was the one for me
He earned a marvellous celery
He’s my every wish – a real ra-dish
I wanna take a ride in his Courgette
The one he drove the night that we met.
I’ll wear a bikini when he drives that mean zucchini
Let-uce go – my sweet potato.
I ache to fall in love with a swede,
He’d be class, bet yer arse and not a weed!
My heart jumps with a shock
Coz he makes it reel and rock-
Et over and I’m in clover!
I hope that I’m not makin’ a fuss
Had some thoughts about asparag-us
When those veggies treat you mean,
Tell them all “It’s auber – Gene”.
We’ve bean and gone and done it for fun.
Pea, leek, onion
I’ve bean and gone and done it again
Strung up about a runner named Ben.
I once danced to his beetroot
But now it’s time to shoot
I’m leavin’ the room – there ain’t no legume.
I met him hanging out in the mud.
I knew he was the one for me
He earned a marvellous celery
He’s my every wish – a real ra-dish
I wanna take a ride in his Courgette
The one he drove the night that we met.
I’ll wear a bikini when he drives that mean zucchini
Let-uce go – my sweet potato.
I ache to fall in love with a swede,
He’d be class, bet yer arse and not a weed!
My heart jumps with a shock
Coz he makes it reel and rock-
Et over and I’m in clover!
I hope that I’m not makin’ a fuss
Had some thoughts about asparag-us
When those veggies treat you mean,
Tell them all “It’s auber – Gene”.
We’ve bean and gone and done it for fun.
Pea, leek, onion
I’ve bean and gone and done it again
Strung up about a runner named Ben.
I once danced to his beetroot
But now it’s time to shoot
I’m leavin’ the room – there ain’t no legume.
mandolinquent
Corn, or what? No.... a reall laugh. Sounds like you and
Rebsie had a lot of fun making this. Nice one.