Ooh, you're a naughty chap   You've had a lot of this and that   You're striking that vagina   With a wink of that eyeliner      You've had my mum   You've had my dad   You've had my dog   You've had my cat      You're a love prospector   A passion erector      Here's another   Go ahead and sort her   Go on and sleep with    My granddaughter   What is this fuss?   What the hell is going on?   It's not as if    You've murdered anyone      So why is it across   This sweet fair land?   I'm the only one that hasn't   Slept with Russell Brand   Leave the back door open   I'll leave a front door key   'Cause I'm starting to take this personally   (Water)      You're a modern buccaneer   Your mission statements clear   Oh, put it in there   Go on and put it in there      You're a cheeky little bitch   And I've got a scratch to itch   And you're just the man to know   When I really want (?)      The eagle has landed   I think I've been RE:Branded   What am I to do   Now that you're not on Radio 2?      Here's another   Go ahead and sort her   Go on and sleep with    My granddaughter   What is this fuss?   What the hell is going on?   It's not as if    You've murdered anyone      So why is it across   This sweet fair land?   I'm the only one that hasn't   Slept with Russell Brand   Leave the back door open   I'll leave a front door key   'Cause I'm starting to take this personally   (You little tyke)      Why is it across   This sweet fair land?   I'm the only one that hasn't   Slept with Russell Brand   Leave the back door open   I'll leave a front door key   'Cause I'm starting to take this personally      Oh, why is it across   This sweet fair land?   I'm the only one that hasn't   Slept with Russell Brand   Leave the back door open   I'll leave a front door key   'Cause I'm starting to take this personally   Personally