What's a Man Supposed to do When he's so full of it
Noel Coward or Ivor Novello style voice
There are those who consider
me an intellectual,
when I recite passages which some
find quite hysterical
I spew forth what I consider humour
all the time ha ha ha ha
I am charming, I am gay
I am sly or so they say
but what's a man supposed to do
when he's just so full of it?
I am restless I am bored
in others lives I am absorbed
I spew forth what I consider humour
all the time ha ha ha ha
I'm ambitious I'm aloof
when I ignore you it is proof
that I read but don't listen to
what other people say ha ha ha ha
but alas what's a man supposed to do
when he's just so full of it?
I'm rambunctious I'm a cad
some ladies are rather glad
I spew forth what I consider humour
all the time ha ha ha ha
I'm disarming I'm a prince but your features
they make me wince
for my delicate constitution
is quite a rare and fragile thing
but alas what's a man supposed to do
when he's just so full of it?
I am generous, I'm sincere you can pay,
a kiss my dear,
As I spew forth what I consider humour
all the time (ha ha ha ha)
I am thoughtful I am deep,
what you sow I shall reap
as I leave you with the pleasure
of paying for my time,
for what's a man supposed
to do when he's just so full of it?
I am beauty, I am sublime
some would say I am quite devine,
as I spew forth what I consider
humour all the time ha ha ha ha
I'm artistic I'm a thief oh my dearest
you've lost your teeth
another set for me to sell
that makes it nine hah ha ha ha
for what's a man supposed to do
when he's just so full of it?
I'm a liar I'm a cheat, voices
throw themselves at my feet
as I spew forth what i consider humour
all the time ha ha ha ha
I am arrogant I'm a leech
there is nothing I can't preach
as I quote chapter and verse
in everything I say, but alas
what's a man supposed to do
when he's so full of it?
I am an uncle of agony
I am part of lifes great tragedy
as I dispense the wrong advice
all the time, ha ha ha ha
I am reasonable without reason
depending on the season
I am fickle which sends a tickle
right down my spine
but what's a man supposed to do
when he's just so full of it?
I'm a dandy I am brash you can
include garish, with just a dash
as I spew forth what I consider
humour all the time ha ha ha ha
I'm insincere yet I'm gallant
I'm what's known as a sycophant
putting my nose in places
it ought not to be ha ha ha ha
I think you all know the last line
For what's ........................,.....,.................? ha ha ha ha.
Copyright © Fencing Quill | Year Posted 2025
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