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BAD, BAD MATCHES

(To the tune of “Frere Jaques”)

Bad, bad matches,

I touched you,

I touched you.

You made quite a fire,

There goes brother Meyer.

Toodle – ooo,

Toodle – ooo.

Bad, bad matches,

I’m burnt too,

I’m burnt too.

You burnt up my tummy,

Then you burnt my bummy,

Boo hoo - hooo,

Boo hoo - hooo.

BUCKLE UP YOUR HELMET STRAP

IT'S A GRAND OLD BAG

I'VE GOT TO STOP SMOKING

MY BODY HAS CALAMINE LOTION

NORTH SIDE, SOUTH SIDE

ROAD - RAVAGED VALLEY

WHEN THE BOMB COMES FALLING DOWN

YOU FUNNY IODINE

HUMOUR FOR THE OLDER WOMAN SECTION

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