Yap, Yap, Yap

Spreads so easy like peanut butter

Talks the birds from the trees

Keeps her heart for a one man lover

Crosses her hands on her knees

She likes her ball on the end of her bat

The Old Man's getting his 'yap yap yap yap yap'

(Yap, yap, yap) On the doorstep

(Yap, yap, yap) Under the washing line

(Yap, yap, yap) Every evening

(Yap, yap, yap) She never keeps a closing time

Smells like the inside of her handbag

Melts her way through your ears

Keeps her colour with a health light suntan

She's never been away for twenty years

Her Master's Voice with his roles of fat

Sitting with his ear full of 'yap yap yap yap yap'

(Yap, yap, yap) On the doorstep

(Yap, yap, yap) Under the washing line

(Yap, yap, yap) Every evening

(Yap, yap, yap) She never keeps a closing time

(Yap, yap, yap) On the doorstep

(Yap, yap, yap) Under the washing line

(Yap, yap, yap) Every evening

(Yap, yap, yap) She never keeps a closing time

Sings like a turkey up at the piano

The white cliffs fading away

The fox takes a trot into a tango

She always has a nice day

She keeps her secrets right under her hat

Until the wind blows it 'yap yap yap yap yap'

(Yap, yap, yap) On the doorstep

(Yap, yap, yap) Under the washing line

(Yap, yap, yap) Every evening

(Yap, yap, yap) She never keeps a closing time

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