Verse
Hee hee
I feel the cold
Despite the fat
I’ve been around
Since Mike was black
Tempers flare
When in a crowd
I lock my door
And stay a %$^%
Chorus
It’s speculated
Yes it’s speculated
It’s speculated
That indeed I might be a ^%$£
Verse
Blondes in ranges
Trailing horses
Stuck up ^%$£&*^
That’s Britons classes
Head to town
You can’t go fast
There’s &^%$£ in lycra
It’s Tour de France
Let them ride
Those lycra mites
Into crowds of wolves
I hope they bite
I beg your pardon
You’ve quite the right
It’s speculated
I’m full of ^&%$£
Chorus
It’s speculated
Yes it’s speculated
It’s speculated
That indeed I might be a %$£@
Verse
I start to shout
Then simmer down
Just like the Fonze
I’m cooler now
A Buddhist monk
I’ve got the call
No need to shave
It’s on the floor
I Don’t have friends
That I can call
I lost their numbers
Or binned them all
I’m either high
Or in a grump
And it’s speculated
That I’m a %^$£
It is speculated
It’s been speculated
How is life so
Shake it up
Elvis
Is a %^&*
I’m innocent – no prints
I’m innocent – no prints
I’m innocent – no prints
I’m just kidding – ^%$£
Chorus
It’s speculated
Yes it’s been speculated
It’s been speculated that indeed
I might be a %^&*
Hee hee
And it’s speculated, that indeed you are a &^%$
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