Paul Potts is a man
He lives in a flat
Has sensible hair
And a very squat dog
Who howls at the moon
Paul Potts does too
When there’s nobody there
In the dead of night
Then he trundles home
With his very squat dog
Who resembles Paul Potts
Put the meat in the bowl
And the meat on your plate
And together you dine
Though you’re putting on weight
You’re a good fat boy
And everybody knows
Your dog and you
Paul Potts, Scooby Doo
Paul Potts, Scooby Doo
Paul Potts at home
With the very squat dog
Paul Potts is squat
And eats a lot
And his dog does too
Your dog and you
Are a vеry nice pair
Paul Potts over therе
Is the place where you go
Those times
When you need
To feed your gullet
Sit with guys with mullets
Play a little round of darts
Join the conference of farts
You breathe the air
And your dog does too
And I think he likes it
More than you
Though you like it too
Get the dog a beer
Insist you’re not a queer
Though if you’re to be honest
Many long lonely nights
You’ve thought that Richard Hammond
Was a bit of alright
But that’s for you
Yes that’s for you
And what’s a boy to do
But dream and drink
And don’t begin to think
It’s far too late
At eleven o’clock
To think of anything
But parmo and your c#ck
And you itch at your junk
To some quite substandard funk
Paul Potts, someone saw!
But it’s easy to ignore
Later on at home
Paul Potts, with your dog
Who is very, very squat
The evening is hot
So you open the window
Roll up your sleeves, and
Check that your dog
Isn’t riddled with fleas
Paul Potts, when you sleep
Will you dream and will your
Dog dream too?
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