Where's Me Shirt?

Album: Music For Pleasure (1965)
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  • Well it all began in the year of one
    When Adam was the first man
    And a girl called Eve, so we believe
    Was made to be his woman
    She led him up the Garden of Eden, by a tree
    Then she offered him her apple
    And he cried out suddenly

    Where's me shirt?
    Where's me shirt?

    I feel a proper twazzer without me shirt
    I've got me tickling-tackle and me nicky-nocky-noo
    But I must confess I feel undressed
    Like this, in front of you

    Where's me shirt?
    I can't find me shirt anywhere. It's twenty-five past five
    in the Garden of Eden and I can't find me shirt. Fancy
    leaving me in a garden with no shirt on, like this. Look
    at all these creepy-crawly things here. Ooh, look, there's
    a serpent. Go 'way. Go 'way you nasty old serpent. Go on,
    shoo! Go on, shoo!

    Since the days of old, we've all been told
    Of men like Bonaperte
    His great retreat and his first defeat
    Was the thing that broke his heart
    He stuck just outside Moscow and then made history
    He stuck his hand inside his coat
    And cried out bitterly

    Where's me shirt?
    Where's me shirt?

    I can't go on like zis, wizout my shirt
    I've had my tickle-tonic on my nicky-nocky-nee
    But I just can't go through all this snow
    Without a shirt on me

    Where's me shirt?
    Oh, sacre blue. Sacre flippin' blue, where's me shirt? By
    Jove, t'ain't 'alf frosty. Ooh, ooh, this tent isn't 'alf
    drafty. I don't know where the draft's comin' from, but I
    know where it's goin' to.

    Back in eighty-one, in the mid-day sun
    In Tombstone, one September
    Wyatt Earp was due to go into
    A gunfight he'd remember
    The Clanton's and McLourys started firin' suddenly
    As the gunsmoke cleared and the twonsfolk cheered
    Wyatt Earp said quietly

    Where's me shirt?
    Where's me shirt?

    I feel a proper twit without me shirt
    I've lost me ticklin'-tackle and me nicky-nocky-nee
    But I feel a twerp, me Wyatt Earp
    With my shirt shot off o' me

    Ere, where's me shirt?
    Where's me gunfightin' shirt? Ooh, I say, here comes the
    Indians. 'Ere, you be careful where you're shootin' those
    arrows. Where's me shirt? Where's me shir... I can't find
    me shirt anywhere. D'you know, I'm sure I had it when I
    came out. Where's me shirt? Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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