Tea Song
Barter Queen
Ring, ring, there goes my tea bell
Mick, hurry up! Or I’ll say farewell
You’re aggravating, irritating
But I don’t need you
I love my own touch
I love my tea, but like me
And the neighbours have smooth
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Swish, swosh, slock and dollop
Fill up my cup
I won’t wash up
But let me say don’t make my tea
I’ll kill your flipping family
Whoops, I bloody farted!
Doesn’t matter, I’ll have my tea
I’m gonna go, bye
La! La! La!
Boots can die, I hate [?]
Mick says I overreact, why?
No I don’t, you’re just a kid
With annoying phone, you bitch!
I like my tea, no, I love my tea!
Barter babe, gah!