Trudy

You puckered up your lips You went and cut your Beatle fringe You squeezed in your bikini And you trimmed your ginger minge Your shadow on the beach eclipsed The bathers on the sa-a-a-a-nd Oh Tru-u-u-udy! You're out to bag a man . She lazes on the beach Down by the Purple Dolphin Bar She dribbles down her chin While ogling hotties from afar And even though you're thrice the size You started out to be-e-e-e- Tru-u-u-udy! You'd have two of him for tea . She spies a clueless victim As his glasses hit the ground She gaffs him with a tender look And the sturdy rope she'd found Though it's not gold nor money That will cure this Turtle Dove Oh Tru-u-u-udy! It's just buckets full o' love . She straddled him, his legs so thin Then she began to pout For it took half the fire brigade To pull her victim out Then he began to run as soon As his feet touched the ground Now Tru-u-u-udy, he's nowhere to be found