Your spanner is wrenching my socket
Your boot's in the trunk of my car
It's parky out here on this chilly day
You don't even know what smores are
Your bonnet is under my hood
Your apartment is just a bit flat
My building's a block
Your cookie's a biscuit
I don't even understand that
You got your drugs from the chemist
The pharmacist refilled my script
Your chav didn't come from my hood
Do your stud-muffins get ripped?
I top English muffins with jelly
You top your muffins with jam
I don't ever eat crumpets, I think
But at least we both know about spam!
My chips have been crisped
My fries have been chipped
My daughters in nappies
And my wig is flipped!
The chicks and the birds flock together
Separately which is causing a row
I don't want to argue about it
I'm frankly not even sure how!
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