I walk on the streets, to the place,
Listening my music, smile on my face,
Here, the big house and small garden,
Open main door but closed curtain,
Ding Dong on the ring doorbell,
He is already singing, I can tell,
« Oh Annie, I’m not your daddy » !
OK, good morning to you, Johnny !
Time for a cup of tea and food,
Chips and beans, so very good !
And blablabla in front of the TV show,
A sudden downpour and rainbow,
It’s time for the Pub, I reckon,
Hope together the Guinness is already on,
For him : Cricket and Leeds on the screen,
But I’m still the Boss, still the Queen.