The Mayor Of Bayswater

The mayor of Bayswater

Has got a lovely daughter,

And the hairs on her dickey dido hang down to her knee.

One black one, one white one,

And one with a bit of shite on,

I’ve smelt it, I’ve felt it,

It’s just like a bit of velvet,

If she was my daughter,

I’d have them cut shorter,

It would take a coalminer,

To find her vagina,

She slept with a demon,

Who washed her with semen,

She married an Italian,

With balls like a fucking stallion,

She married a yank,

But he’d only wank,

She’s got room for a bargepole,

And then there’s her arsehole,