Isn't it awfully nice to have a penis Isn't it frightfully good to have a dong? It's swell to have a stiffy, it's divine to own a dick From the tiniest
In tropical climes There are certain times Of day When all the citizens retire To take their clothes off and perspire. It's one of those rules That
Now listen please, I'll tell you confidentially How ADCs Are trained in social grace. They must be brave, For daily They're called upon to save His Excellency
Don't let's be beastly to the Germans, Now our victory is ultimately won. Let us treat them very kindly, As we would a valued friend. We might them out
A lady known as Paris, Romantic and charming, Left all her old companions, And faded from view. Lonely men with lonely eyes Are seeking her in vain. The
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington. Don't put your daughter on the stage. The profession is overcrowded, And the struggle's pretty
The world for some years Has been sodden with tears On behalf of the acting profession. Each star playing a part Seems to expect a Purple Heart. It's
London Pride has been handed down to us, London Pride is a flower that's free. London Pride means our own dear town to us, And our pride is forever will
Lord Elderly, Lord Borrowmere, Lord Sickert and Lord Camp. With every virtue, every grace, Ah, what avails the sceptred race. Here you see the four of
In a dear little village, Remote and obscure A beautiful maiden resided. As to whether or not Her intentions were pure, Opinions were sharply divided
Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon True to the breed that bore him, Answered the call That held in thrall His father's heart before him. Jean Louis Dominic
Tercüme: Monty Python. Penis Song (Not Noel Coward Song).
: Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington. Don't put your daughter on the stage. The profession is overcrowded, And the struggle's pretty
: Now listen please, I'll tell you confidentially How ADCs Are trained in social grace. They must be brave, For daily They're called upon to save His
: In a dear little village, Remote and obscure A beautiful maiden resided. As to whether or not Her intentions were pure, Opinions were sharply divided
: In tropical climes There are certain times Of day When all the citizens retire To take their clothes off and perspire. It's one of those rules That
: London Pride has been handed down to us, London Pride is a flower that's free. London Pride means our own dear town to us, And our pride is forever
: Don't let's be beastly to the Germans, Now our victory is ultimately won. Let us treat them very kindly, As we would a valued friend. We might them
