Forty Fourth Wall-flower
Chorus
I am the Forty Fourth Wall-flower decorating your wall
I am the Forty Fourth Wall-flower it’s the same every ball
Please give me a chance I’m out for romance
I wash me hair and I put on me suit
And my mother says that I look cute
And though I believe hair I know the score
I been to these dances a few time before
She tells me there’s nowt that I’ve missed
But I’m fifty-two and I’ve never been kissed
Woh-oh- oh
Well all t’other lads go out with their mates
Or go out with girls on lover’s dates
If I had some mates we’ have such good nights
Have a few pints and have a few fights
But as it is now I’m alone on the shelf
And my only amusement is punching myself
Woh-oh-oh
Don’t give me no pity at least I’m well fed
And though I look odd I’m all right in my head
In my funny way I have a good life
A Billy-no-mates without a wife
Why my diary tells me the things that I’ve done
Though the pages are blank from the very first one
Woh-oh-oh