Whos the Daddy

Those yanks in their tanks never got many thanks The locals moaned, ‘they’re over here’ * We Brits had the ration, those yanks sought out passion With cigarettes, chocolate and beer Girls couldn't rely on a whiff of a nylon So legs got the tea or the gravy ** Eye liner pencil sufficed for the seam The trick was to not make it wavy But Typhoo and Bisto for fellas from ’Cisco Was something quite hard to explain Those girls would do lock ins with painted on stockings All thankful that it didn't rain Then with the war over and husbands at Dover And Uncle Sam’s troops on their toes Wives by the dozen had buns in the oven And those baby’s dads were John Does —— * Over paid, over sexed and over here - a reference to American GIs who came, seemingly, laden with otherwise rationed goodies. ** In the absence of nylons/stockings, women would ‘stain’ their legs with tea and draw on the seam. According to Mr Google, some even used gravy. Neither were waterproof and rain (in Britain?) was to be avoided at all costs.