fastest milk cart in the land.

Ernie (The Fastest Milkman in the West)

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest,
His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue,
She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22.
They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic,
But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week.

They called him Ernie, (Ernie), and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart,"
And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart.
He said, "D'you want it pasturized? 'Cause pasturized is best,"
She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest."

That tickled old Ernie, (Ernie), and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man,
Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van.
He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread,
And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head.

She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night."
He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way,
And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day.

Poor Ernie, (Ernie), and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door,
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four.
And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course,
And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Trigger, (Trigger), and he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side."

Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun,
They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun.
But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned,
And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
As Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust.

Poor Ernie, (Ernie), and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

But a woman's needs are many fold and Sue, she married Ted,
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?

They won't forget Ernie, (Ernie), and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

The Harvest Of Love

I rise at six and then I feed the chicks,
And I'm feeling lonesome and blue,
And when I milk the cow it seems, somehow,
My thoughts keep straying to you.
And as the horse and I plough the field nearby,
Your memory I can't erase,
For while I walk at the rear of the horse, my dear,
I seem to see your face.

Chorus:
I'm gonna sow the seed of deep devotion, fertilize it with emotion,
Water it with warm desire and then I'll reap the harvest of love.

Yes, I was happy as a pig in spite of the way that you looked at me,
When I met you at the village dance,
But you was in the ladies' excuse me at the time,
I thought I would never have a chance.
But you let me walk you home across Blatt's Meadow,
And I knew that with you I should be a hit,
'Cause I got an old cow to get up walk away,
So that you'd have somewhere nice and dry to sit.

I'm gonna sow the seed of deep devotion, fertilize it with emotion,
Water it with warm desire and then I'll reap the harvest of love.

Side by side we will take a ride,
In my horse and buggy one day,
And when the daylight ends and the night descends,
And my horse'll run out of hay,
And I will kiss your lips, those tempting lips,
The only ones that can thrill me,
And I would hold you tight 'neath the stars so bright,
If the wife ever finds out she'll kill me.

I'm gonna sow the seed of deep devotion, fertilize it with emotion,
Water it with warm desire and then I'll reap the harvest of love.

I'll suck on that emotion!

Or second that erection?

 double your pleasure, double your fun!  

She doesn't appear very pleased.

well, when you're used to savoring the very best, she doesn't much care to share.

Now that sounds, very much, like the voice of experience speaking.

dear dear dear!

Don't you mean hear, hear, hear?

His name was Ernie and he drove Bert to the STD clinic



This message was edited by ILOVE BOSE on 01/10/04 04:43.