Ivor Biggun
Ivor Biggun - My Baby Loves My Yorkshire Pudding lyrics
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My baby loves my Yorkshire pudding And that's all right with me She knows my puddin' is a good 'un 'Cause it stretches down to my knee When it starts steaming You can hear her shout "Ooh I love it with the gravy running out" My baby loves my Yorkshire pudding And it's a loving recipe My baby loves my big black pudding And she can have a piece for free It ain't no vegetable spud 'un It's meat most definitely I keep it bubbling I serve it hot "Ooh that portion really hits the spot" My baby loves my big black pudding And it's a loving recipe Well my baby loves my christmas pudding It's so big and fruity you see She knows my puddin' ain't a dud 'un And she lights up like a christmas tree Now hold on baby I think you'd better stop "It looks so pretty with holly on the top" My baby loves my christmas pudding And it's a special recipe Well my baby loves my chocolate pudding It's just about two foot three She found out all of a sudden It's strange as any pudding can be Though she eats with vim and vigour "The more I eat the more it gets bigger" My baby loves my chocolate pudding And it's a special recipe I said "Baby I've got so much pudding I think there's enough for three" Well she said she would and then she wouldn't But she finally did agree She shared her dumplings With one of my chums "He's got more treacle and much bigger plums" I guess I was misunderstood'n But now she goes there for dinner and tea Oh yeah, and she don't get no breakfast from me Oh no, that P-U-D-D-I-N-G