I can't wait to be with you in the English summer,
I don't look back, I won't live on in the past.
I can't wait to see you, I can't wait to be with you.
In the English summer.

Written, sung and played by me.

English Summer

Crown And Anchor

See That  Child There

Blue Steel Baby

Uncle Eric's Blues

Pass me one of those funny cigarettes and,
Shake me up with a coffee cup,
I can't focus on the importance of you,
But your beauty still astounds me,

In this daze of a smoke filled haze,
Your legs entice my senses,
Your skin so soft, in this textile loft,
Some honey for my breakfast please,

Your red lipstick, smudged from our last kiss,
Will you ever fall in love with me

When I met you at the old time fair,
You wore a red rose in your hair,
That jumper of phsychodelia yarn,
Too tight to get over your head,
When you took me back, to your dads garden shack,
Misbehaving, mischievously,
Laying on the deck, we kissed and necked,
When daddy came, and called you in for tea,

Your red lipstick, smudged from that last kiss,
Did you ever fall in love with me,

Now, before you go off to work,
Does your boss know, I love you,
Here's a red rose, I bought for you,
Will you be coming home for tea,

Don't let me smudge your red lipstick,
Just tell me, you fell in love with me,
Just tell me, you fell in love with me,

I'm too tired, to bobbin' lig,
I want you home with me,
Smoking my funny cigarette and,
Thinking of you, and me,

Those red lips, that kiss me to bits,
Dreaming they say, you fell in love with me,

Funny Cigarette

Sat at the Bistro table,          
Drinking your Pimm's and
Smoking that Du Maurier cigarette,
Your cheeks all blushed,
Looking elegant and lush,
We've just come in off the bus.

Me in my striped blazer,
You said, "a bit of an eyebrow raiser"
My boater brushed and clean,
White collar and bow tie,
Hey garcon! bring me a du bonnet,
Same again for my girl Rennie,

Were putting on the style,
Sitting here passing time,
Conversing with the coterie,
And all the la de da da's,
Arriving in their flash cars,
Taking cakes and earl grey tea,

Its where you want to be,
Sat here so elegantly,
We've got two pennies,
Rubbing together,
Sat at this café,
Soaking up this hot weather,

Sat at the Bistro table,
Drinking your Pimm's and
Smoking that Du Maurier cigarette,
Your cheeks all blushed,
Looking elegant and lush,
We've just come in off the bus,

Were putting on the style
Sitting here passing time
Conversing with the coterie
And all the la de da da's
Some arrive in their flash cars
Taking cakes and earl grey tea

Its where you want to be
Sat here so elegantly
We've got two pennies
Rubbing together
Sat at this café
Soaking up this hot weather,

Me in my striped blazer,
You said, "a bit of an eyebrow raiser"
My boater brushed and clean,
White collar and bow tie,
Hey, garcon! bring me a du bonnet,
Same again for my girl Rennie,

Were putting on the style
Sitting here passing time
Conversing with the coterie
And all the la de da da's
Some arrive in their flash cars
Taking cakes and earl grey tea

Its where you want to be
Sat here so elegantly
We've got two pennies
Rubbing together
Sat at this café
Soaking up this hot weather,

Conversing With The Coterie



De Da Di Da Di Da Da, Da Diddy Di Da, Day,

All right, All right, All right, yeah,

[Verse]

Thinking about, my old school days,

High heeled teacher, put us in a daze,

Wiggling her assets passed the headmasters door,

Her perfume sweeter than the day before,

Black mascara, in the wink of an eye,

Loosen my collar, there's a lump in my tie,


[Chorus]

Crossed legged tutor,

The French lesson suit her,

Stocking top Belle,

She ain't no mademoiselle,

Telling all her secrets,

In a linguistic society,

Woo hoo! what a woman, of high heeled notoriety,


De Da Di Da Di Da Da, Da Diddy Di Da, Day,

All right, All right, All right, yeah,

[Verse]

The young men, pull their chairs around,

Listening to the European sensuous sound,

Maybe the chance, of a cross legged glance,

Sweet perfumed daze, cancels the latest craze,

Pink lips enticing, mischievous fantasising,

Loosen my tie, there's a lump in my throat,

[Chorus]

Crossed legged tutor,

The French lesson suit her,

Stocking top Belle,

She ain't no mademoiselle,

Telling all her secrets,

In a linguistic society,

Woo hoo! what a woman, of high heeled notoriety


De Da Di Da Di Da Da, Da Diddy Di Da, Day,

Mademoiselle



Walking down by the embankment,

With you, arm in arm,

We talked about our future,

The night, was so calm,


I told a joke and we laughed out loud,

We had ice cream, you had a 'ninety nine'


Well, sitting on a bench,

We watched a boaty crowd,

I held your handbag,

While you, cleaned your coat,



Sat by the river, a lady with a smile,

Asked? if she could sit with us a while,


I said, "sure my duck",

and she gave a look,

Did we mind, if she had a smoke?

I took out my pipe, and gave her a light,


She said, "thank you my dear,

and god bless You, for being here",

She told my girl, she looked nice,

and had we got, any youngens yet?

I said, "were not married,

We just got engaged",



She said, "let me read your palms,

I'll tell you whats in store,"

"Your going to be very happy,

You'll have one of each,

You'll not be rich,

but you'll never, be without,"


I smile, and my girl laughs, " oh my gosh"

and she began to blush,


Well, we had another smoke,

she told us about life,

I said that we had to go,

And I beckoned, my future wife,



"Goodnight my dears, I wish you good cheers,

Thanks for the light, and enjoy your pipe",


We walked down the embankment arm in arm,

Turned around to wave,

But she had gone,

God bless her, that lovely old dear



Walking down by the embankment,

With you, arm in arm,

We talked about our future,

The night was so calm,

Walking Down the Embankment

2nd favorite pasta sauce

I had managed to fumble my way around  my keyboard and came up with a large amount of compositions and Ideas. Thanks to those who have endured my singing and listened, posted and yes even liked. However I have discovered the use of A.I. assisted software which although not perfect for what I want to produce, has turned out some rather amazing music and arrangements  to suplement my lyrics. The program does allow interaction by the way of the ability to add prompts and change insturments, voices etc. I shall be re-recording some of my older tracks using this software. Look forward to your comments. All Lyrics are written by Three badge Able. aka A.I. Limey

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