Oooh!!!
A New Cabaret Night
With Comperes
I love a good Compere
You can stick the rest
But give me a good Compere
With a twinkle in his eye
And his witty and urbane banter
And his tight satin slacks
That hug his peachy arse
And leave nothing to the imagination
It's enough to make you hot under the collar.
Pity they never let me in.
Well not the second time anyway.
