Correction Lyrics Billy Bentley (Promenades Himself In London) by Ian Dury

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Lyrics

(One, two, three, four, five)
Hello playmates, here’s a little London song (six, seven, eight)
All about a young man’s adventures in the big city (nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen)
Here we go

Billy Bentley, go to London early in the day
Half a quid, mate
Stand to reason
Hold your horses
How’s your father?
Well, cor blimey
Wotcha, cheeky
Move along there
See the show, sir
Nice time, ducky
You’ll be lucky
Billy Bentley he’s a caution, have a pleasant stay

Billy Bentley, take a farther in the afternoon
Down the Grove
Up the Archway
Kilburn High Road
Dalston Junction
Clapham Common
Ealing Broadway
Cambridge Circus
Hyde Park Corner
Covent Garden
I beg your pardon
Billy Bentley, golden platter and a dirty spoon
Billy Bentley, day in London soon to disappear
Shocking headache
Well despondent
Starving hungry
Bleedin’ taters
What a karma
Double lonely
F**king hate her
All my marbles
Charming weather
Bloody clever
Billy Bentley, all the winners don’t you like it here?

(Hold very tight, please)

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