Gt gran would lift her skirt hem up a bit and say whoops Diana Dors! Whoops Diana drawers!
Nan sang, Knees up mother Brown, knees up mother Brown, under the table I saw you, playing with the old man's 6ft 2, If I catch you bending I'll turn you upside down, Knees up knees up don't get the breeze up knees up Mother Brown! Oy! and
Underneath the spreading chest nut tree, (with actions) old Mother Riley said to me, would you like to see my ABC? (with actions) Neath the spreading chest nut tree. and
You've got a pimple on yer smeller sweet Marie, And I'm sure it hasn't come through drinkin' tea! and, the last one folks
In the shade of the old apple tree, (then my other gran's name's) fat legs I can see, she sat on a thistle and hurt her poor whistle, and got stung by a weak cup tea.
Nico