She's A Worky Ticket

She's a little worky ticket
I bought her a King cone
And she wouldn't lick it
She wanted the chocolate one
But when I got there they'd all gone

Yeah she's a worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket
Leaves me standing in the rain
And freezin' in the snow
Worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket, worky ticket

Sent me up the pub for 20 L&B
But when I got back
All she did was yell at me
She was sittin' watchin'
Charles Dickens on the box
What's that funny smell
Ya better go and wash yer socks
I couldn't bear it,
Could not take it any more
Grabbed me coat and me hat
And slipped out of the door

Yeah she's a worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket
Leaves me standing in the rain
And freezin' in the snow
Worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket, worky ticket

She's a little worky ticket
I bought her a watch
And she wouldn't fit it
I fixed it myself,
Now it's smashed upon the shelf
It doesn't fit, never mind...

Yeah she's a worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket
Leaves me standing in the rain
And freezin' in the snow
Worky ticket
Everywhere we go
Worky ticket, worky ticket
Yeah!