A muvva was baffin' her baby one night The poor little fing was an 'orrible sight The muvva was poor and the baby was fin Was just a wee skelinton covered wiv skin The muvva turned round for the soap on the rack T'was only a moment but when she turned back 'er baby was gorn and wiv anguish she cried Oh where is my babe, and the angels replied Your baby 'as gorn dahn the plug 'ole Your baby as gorn dahn the plug The poor little fing was so fin and so small 'e should 'ave been washed in a jug Your baby is perfectly 'appy 'e won't want a baff any more 'e's floated away dahn the drain pipe Not lorst but gorn before! Best I can do with the North London accent. That wasn't his normal speach, but it was perfect for the song! Still going strong at 91!
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