I swear the next time I see him
I’m gonna give the tyke what for.
He’ll wish that he’d never met me –
Vengeance from Mrs McGraw! (It’s war!)

He showed me luxury
- Clams and Darjeeling tea –
Till I didn’t know which way was up any more,
Then took the whole amount
Out of me bank account
And left me sweeping the shells off the floor…

I fell in in love with a penguin,
Thought him a bird wi’ style and class
We led a life of adventure
Till he ran off wi’ me brass (the arse!)