This was originally written for John from Hull, but due to the 'Mudcat Scramble' (hey what a great song title!), I can no longer link direct reliably to the original message.

Pot Noodles Can't Be Beat.
© Robin Hayes 2003
Tune: "Willy And The Poor Boys" - or
"Down On The Corner"

Note: 'A brisk joyful tempo'


Chorus:
Down on the corner,
Out in the street.
John from Hull is singing,
"Pot Noodles can't be beat".



You don't need to cook 'em
Don't need to hang around.
You can let 'em simmer,
Will you hear that magic sound:

Ain't got no nutrition,
But he don't give a damn.
Cause they're ready in a trice,
And he's a busy man.


Chorus:


No peelin' o' potatoes,
No slicing up o' ham.
No cryin' over onions,
Taste better, than Spam.

They come in lots o' flavours,
In a little packet neat.
They got lots o' flavour,
Taste just like smelly feet.


Chorus:


Just boil up some water,
In the pack it goes.
A quick stir, then in you dip,
It warms you to your toes.

You don't need to cook 'em,
Don't need to hang around.
You can let 'em simmer,
Will you hear that magic sound:


Down on the corner,
Out in the street.
John from Hull is singing,
"Pot Noodles can't be beat".

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Ahhh, I feel better now that's out of me... :-)