Apricot Chicken
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Dinner time is comin' clock's a-tickin'
I think I'd like to have some apricot chicken
The best bit of advice, is serve it up with rice
Try that tonight, and see if I am right
Dinner time is comin' clock’s a-tickin'
I think I'd like to have some apricot chicken
I play my ukulele strumming and a pickin'
But when it comes to dinner, it's apricot chicken
I like it not too hot, always have a lot
Together with some rice, it's really very nice
I play my ukulele strumming and a pickin'
But when it comes to dinner, it's apricot chicken
Everybody does it, they do the finger lickin'
When they've eaten lots of apricot chicken
It's the best thing, it makes you want to sing
This silly little song so why not sing along
Everybody does it, they do the finger lickin'
When they've eaten lots of apricot chicken
Clock's a-tickin', apricot chicken
Finger lickin’, apricot chicken
Rock Scissors Paper
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I like toast and strawberry jam
At breakfast time it's the perfect plan
And when that's done it's ever so cool
To meet with my friends just before school
Crackers and cheese for my lunch
Together with an apple munch munch munch
The next thing I do and it's always the same
I sit down and play, play the game of
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Rock beats scissors
Scissors beats paper
Paper beats rock
At 12 o'clock
Chicken vindaloo and long grain rice
With pumpkin and beans, very nice
Then head for bed every night
And just before Dad turns out the light we play
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Rock beats scissors
Scissors beats paper
Paper beats rock
At 7 o'clock
So let me just tell you let me just say
I play and play and play it every day
It’s really just so easy if only you knew
We could play together, me and you – we play
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Rock beats scissors
Scissors beats paper
Paper beats rock
At any o'clock
Paper beats rock
At any o'clock
Paper beats rock
At any o'clock
Any o'clock
Any o'clock
The Enormous Turnip
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A turnip did grow and grow and grow
Until it was enormous
An old man tried to pull it up
He pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip
INSTRUMENTAL
The old man asked his wife to help
To help pull up the turnip
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip
INSTRUMENTAL
The old man’s wife then asked a boy
To help pull up the turnip
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip
INSTRUMENTAL
The boy then asked a girl to help
To help pull up the turnip
The girl pulled the boy
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip
The girl then called out to a dog
The dog called a cat
The cat called a mouse
To help pull up the turnip
The mouse pulled the cat
The cat pulled the dog
The dog pulled the girl
The girl pulled the boy
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
And pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
And pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled…
SPOKEN
And finally after one last HUGE pull….
Up came a gigantic, an absolutely enormous turnip!!!
Best Friends
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Do you feel good (ah ha)
Do you feel fine (oh yeah)
Do you feel happy (ah ha)
Mr Sun come on shine (oh yeah)
I like you (oo oo) you like me (oo oo)
We’re the best friends we can be
Do you still have (ah ha)
A cuddly teddy bear (oh yeah)
And if you take him for a walk (ah ha)
Do people stop and stare (oh yeah)
I like you (oo oo) you like me (oo oo)
We’re the best friends we can be.
Do you like jam (ah ha)
On fresh brown bread (oh yeah)
But every now and then (ah ha)
Have honey instead (oh yeah)
I like you (oo oo) you like me (oo oo)
We’re the best friends we can be.
I like you (oo oo) you like me (oo oo)
We’re the best friends we can be.
The apple in my tree, the sugar in my tea
The best friends we can be.
Goldilocks and the Porridge
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I wonder who lives inside
It is a strange looking house
The owners must be very near
I’ll be as quiet as a mouse
I’ll be as quiet as a mouse.
As I look all around this room
Some things seem to be very tall
Some things seem to be very short
Some things aren’t large or small
Some things aren’t large or small.
Lovely smells coming from the kitchen
Hot steaming porridge all in a cup
Boy am I feeling very hungry –
Oh dear – I have drunk it all up.
I Just Love Peanut Butter
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I just love, I just love
I just love peanut butter
I just love, I just love
I just love peanut butter
I can still remember when
I used to eat it every day
Breakfast, lunch and then again
At dinner time and still I’d say –
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Crunchy, smooth – I don’t care
I can’t resist the peanut taste
And when the jar is nearly bare
I scrape it clean, don’t want to waste.
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Honey, jam or vegemite
No, no, no they don’t entice
But peanut butter come late at night
On a piece of toast is rather nice, yes –
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Honey
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CHORUS
Just give me honey, sticky and yummy
Just give me honey today
It’s just so runny, good for the tummy
Just give me honey today – okay
Just give me honey today.
I like to eat it lying in bed
I like to eat it stand on my head
I like to eat it one slice then two
It’s just the best thing, my favourite thing to do – so
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Carrots and broccoli, pumpkin and peas
Ham and tomato, lettuce and cheese
I know they help to work and to play
But when I’ve eaten them then you’ll hear me say – oh
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Eileen likes icecream with apple pie
Charlie likes cheesecake and so do I
Maddy has marmalade once every day
But if you ask me you know what I’ll say – please
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Supermarket
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I rode on my bike to the baker shop
Bought some buns bought some bread bought some rolls bought some cake
I took ‘em back home at the speed of sound
My mother said to me you could’ve bought that -
Chorus
At the supermarket, supermarket
Anything you want you can buy what you like at the supermarket.
The next day I went to the fruit and veg shop
Bought some apples and some pears and bananas in pyjamas
My mother said to me when I got back home
Now listen don’t you know you could’ve bought all that –
Chorus
My Daddy walked in with his arms full of stuff
He had cheese and milk and butter and yoghurt
Marmalade vegemite cocopops coon cheese
Naturally of course he had bought all this –
Chorus
If you wanna go somewhere that’s different you know
Where you don’t get a trolley and you walk down the row
You could go but a car or a bus or a truck
‘Cos you won’t find them I can tell you right now –
Chorus
And you won’t find a flute bassoon or tympani
Violin double bass playing in the symphony
You’ll never find that if you spend every hour
Of the day and the night and you can’t take a shower –
Chorus
Oscar and Mr Hairy Gorilla
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Oscar was a rhinoceros who loved to have tea
With Mr Hairy Gorilla down at the local zoo
They gobbled down bananas and lots of strawberry icecream
And polly waffles and caramel cake
And chips and buns and creamy puffs
And chocolate crackles and coconut roughs
And jelly beans and apple pies
And twenty one pieces of pizza
And finished off with a milkshake
And then they felt sick!!
My Toothbrush Won’t Clean
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My toothbrush won’t clean o dear Mrs Green
Throw it away, throw it away
My cheese it won’t grill o dear Mrs Pill
Turn up the heat, turn up the heat.
Chorus
And don’t be sad, its not that bad
Tomorrow will be better.
My peach it won’t squash o dear Mrs Posh
Throw it down, throw it down.
My tummy won’t tickle o dear Mrs Pickle
Give it a poke, give it a poke.
Chorus
My hair it won’t grow o dear Mrs Snow
Buy a new wig, buy a new wig.
My eggs will not scramble o dear Mrs Campbell
Try them fried, tried them fried.
Chorus
My telephone won’t ring o dear Mrs Ding
Then get it mended that would be splendid.
My head it won’t spin o dear Mrs Pin.
Take it off, take it off
“I have” said Mrs Pin, “but now I can’t find it.”
Oh ... well when you find your head this time
Just place a smile upon your dial
No don’t be sad it’s not that bad
Tomorrow will be better.
Hang Up Your Stocking
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Hang up your stocking
Hang up your stocking
Hang up your stocking
For Christmas Day.
And go to bed early
Go to bed early
Go to bed early
For Christmas Day
Sit round the Christmas Tree
Sit round the Christmas Tree
Sit round the Christmas Tree
On Christmas Day.
And open your presents
Open your presents
Open your presents
On Christmas Day.
There’s turkey for dinner
Turkey for dinner
Turkey for dinner
On Christmas Day.
Roast pork with some apple
Pork with some apple
Pork with some apple
On Christmas Day.
There’s brandy on pudding
Brandy on pudding
Brandy on pudding
On Christmas Day
Wassail the pudding
Wassail the pudding
Wassail the pudding
On Christmas Day.
Wassail the pudding
Wassail the pudding
Wassail the pudding
On Christmas Day.
This Little Pig
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This little pig went to market
This little pig stayed home
This little pig he had roast beef but
This little pig had none.
First little pig who went off to market
Brought home his friend John Cleese
And soon as were able sat down at table
Ate up the bread and cheese.
Pig number two well he was the shy one
He liked to stay at home.
He did the cleaning, washing and ironing
He gave the dog his bone.
Third little pig now he was a fat pig
Plump as a pudding was he
Roast beef for breakfast, roast beef for lunch
Then roast beef for afternoon tea.
The last little pig well he didn’t really have much
He didn’t really have much at all.
He moped around the house with a sad look on his face
Unlike Cinderella he never went to the ball – and he said
I’ve never been to the market
I’ve only ever stayed at home
I’ve never ever had roast beef
I’ve never had anything at all
This little pig shall go to market
This little pig shall leave home
This little pig shall have roast beef
This little pig shall have it all.
Chops and Sausages
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The days are long, the weather’s fine
We eat outside, it’s summertime
Friends come round, have some tea
Lots to eat, for you and me – there’s
CHORUS
Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Not a single cloud, passes by
The sun is hot, the earth is dry
Some lemonade, goes down a treat
And then it’s time, for more to eat –there’s
CHORUS
No more work, no more school
Lazy days, by the pool
Half past five, a little sniff
And there it is, that familiar whiff - of
CHORUS
Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Chish and Fips
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Chish and Fips and Riko Cholls
Somato Tauce and Rausage Solls
Chish and Fips and Riko Cholls
Somato Tauce and Rausage Solls
Five boys tall and lean
You could say string beans
They all lived in Baker Street
And every Sunday they would meet
Their names were
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Fips said to Rausage Solls
I’d like to sing rock and roll
If we had a little band
We could play all over the land
Their names were
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Before long the little band
Had lots and lots of fans (Hooray!)
They played soul and disco too
And also rhythm and blues
And when the time had come to dine
Chish would say, ‘Wouldn’t it be fine to have some
Fish and chips and chiko rolls
Tomato sauce and sausage rolls? - so
Chish and Fips and Riko Cholls
Somato Tauce and Rausage Solls had
Fish and chips and chiko rolls
Tomato sauce and sausage rolls yes…
Jeffrey Hill
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Jeffrey Hill liked to cook in the kitchen when
His mother was asleep in bed
But when she awoke and saw what he was doing
Her face was filled with dread – he had
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Eggs on his legs, milk on the chair
Sugar on his nose, flour in his hair
Mrs Hill said, “I know you like cooking,
But please do it when I’m awake
I’d like to be around to help with your creating
And avoid some of the mess you make” – things like
CHORUS
Jeffrey cooked a cake for his mother on Mother’s Day
It was to be a big surprise
He tried not to slop things all over the kitchen
But it’s hard when you’re only five – he still got
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He got – beans on his jeans, goo on his shoe
Peas on his knees, jelly on his belly
Sauce on the horse, fat on the cat
Toast on the post, spaghetti on the jetty
Prunes on the moon, buns on the sun
Onions on his bunions, stickers on his knickers
Eggs on his legs, milk on the chair
Sugar on his nose, flour in his hair
