We're gonna take this, opportunity   To sing some old time songs   We got a lap-trap on the off-beat   And a bass drum on the on   Stars over 45, we're gonna keep them songs alive   Those boys deserve some credit, don't forget it   Hit it, hit it      I go window cleaning, to earn an honest bob   For a nosey parker, it's an interesting job   It's a job that just suits me, a window cleaner you would be   If you could see what I can see   When I'm cleaning windows   In my profession I work hard but I never stop   I climb this blinkin' ladder 'til I get right to the top   Honey mooning couples too   You should see them bill and coo   You'd be suprised at the things they do   When I'm cleaming windows      One, two, three, four, get your bodies on the floor   Five, six, seven, eight, get out of it before it's too late   Here's a little tune I like myself   Very nice, very nice      Any old iron, any old iron   Any any any old iron   You look sweet, talk about a treat   Your lookin' dapper from your napper to your feet   Dressed in style, brand new tile   Your fathers old green tie on   But wouldn't giver you tuppence for your old watch back   Old iron, old iron      Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run   Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun   He'll get by, without his rabbit pie   So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run   Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run   Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun   Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun   So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run      I know a fat old policeman, he's always on the beat   That fat and jolly red faced man he really is a treat   He's too kind for a policeman, he's never known to frown   And everybody says that he's the happiest man in town   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha    Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   So if you chance to meet him, while walking round the town   Just shake him by his fat old hand and give him half a crown   His eyes will beam and sparkle and gurgle with delight   And then you'll start him laughing, until he cracks his sides   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha    Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha      Oh my what a rotten song   What a rotten song, what a rotten song   Oh my what a rotten song   And what a rotten singer too      Run rabbit, run rabbit give him half a crown   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha knees up mother brown   Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun   Any old iron, any old iron, when I'm cleaning windows   Run rabbit, run rabbit give him half a crown   Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha knees up mother brown   Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun   Any old iron, any old iron, when I'm cleaning windows   Run rabbit, run rabbit, give it to the girl nextdoor...