Oh Wasn’t it naughty of Smudges? Oh, Mummy, I’m sick with disgust. She threww me in front of the judges, And my silly old collar-bone’s bust.
Oh Wasn’t it naughty of Smudges? Oh, Mummy, I’m sick with disgust.
Oh Wasn’t it naughty of Smudges? Oh, Mummy, I’m sick with disgust. She threww me in front of the judges, And my silly old collar-bone’s bust.
