Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she doesn't have alot to say.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she changes from day to day.
I wanna tell her that I love her a lot,
But I gotta get a belly full of wine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl;
Some day I'm gonna make her mine (oh yeah);
Someday I'm gonna make her mine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she never does a thing for me.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she keeps the worstcompany.
All the lords and the ladies in waiting
All crawling in the dirt like swine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But I hope she's the end of the line (oh yeah).
I hope she's the end of the line.
Her Majesty's living in a land of curtsies:
A land of bluish blood and Nazis.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But I think she ought to call it a day.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
Without one good reason to stay.
I'd like to take her for a whisky or two,
But I've got a lot of things to do.
Her Majes0 ty's a throwaway song,
Just short of a chorus or two (oh yeah).
Short of a chorus or two.
A world of corgies and inbreeding,
The royal corpse is barely breathing.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
With a circus for a family.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she's stuck with the royal "we."
I'd like to take her around the center of town,
But I haven't got a carpet for her feet.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she's pretty much obsolete (oh yeah).
She's pretty much obsolete.
But she doesn't have alot to say.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she changes from day to day.
I wanna tell her that I love her a lot,
But I gotta get a belly full of wine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl;
Some day I'm gonna make her mine (oh yeah);
Someday I'm gonna make her mine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she never does a thing for me.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she keeps the worstcompany.
All the lords and the ladies in waiting
All crawling in the dirt like swine.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But I hope she's the end of the line (oh yeah).
I hope she's the end of the line.
Her Majesty's living in a land of curtsies:
A land of bluish blood and Nazis.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But I think she ought to call it a day.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
Without one good reason to stay.
I'd like to take her for a whisky or two,
But I've got a lot of things to do.
Her Majes0 ty's a throwaway song,
Just short of a chorus or two (oh yeah).
Short of a chorus or two.
A world of corgies and inbreeding,
The royal corpse is barely breathing.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
With a circus for a family.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she's stuck with the royal "we."
I'd like to take her around the center of town,
But I haven't got a carpet for her feet.
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
But she's pretty much obsolete (oh yeah).
She's pretty much obsolete.
inviata da DoNQuijote82 - 9/2/2014 - 18:11
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Reworked version of the Beatles song of the same name. Her Majesty: she's pretty much obsolete. Given away free to UK mailing list to "celebrate" the Golden Jubilee