Several spring to mind:

Various parodies of My Favourite Things, including this one:

There have been numerous claims for a few years now that Julie Andrews sang a different version of the song 'my Favourite Things' at Manhattan's Radio City Hall but they are without foundation. However the lyrics are very good and I have copied them here for you to sing along to. I don't know who penned these but I find them entertaining and there is more than a hint of truth in them. And so, for your delectation, one, two and three, all together now.....

Botox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favourite things.

Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favourite things.

When the pipes leak,
When the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favourite things.

Back pain, confused brains and no need for sinnin ' ,
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin ' ,
And we won' t mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favourite things.

When the joints ache, When the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel so bad.



Then there’s Victoria Wood’s “Let’s Do it”, aka

The Ballad of Barry and Freda

Freda and Barry sat one night
The sky was clear, the stars were bright
The wind was soft, the moon was up
Freda drained her cocoa cup.
She licked her lips she felt sublime!
She switched off Gardener's Question Time
Barry cringed in fear and dread
As Freda grabbed his tie and said:

Let's do it, let's do it, do it while the mood is right!
I'm feeling, appealing,
I've really got an appetite.
I'm on fire
With desire-
I could handle half the tenors in a male voice choir.
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!

But he said:
I can't do it, I can't do it,
I don't believe in too much sex
This fashion
For passion
Turns us into nervous wrecks.
No derision,
My decision:
I'd rather watch the Spinners on the television.
I can't do it, I can't do it tonight.

So she said
Let's do it, let's do it, do it till our hearts go boom
Go native,
Creative,
Living in the living room.
This folly
For jolly;
Bend me over backwards on me hostess trolley!
Let's do it, let's do it tonight.

But he said
I can't do it, I can't do it, my heavy-breathing days are gone.
I'm older, feel colder;
It's other things that turn me on.
I'm imploring-
I'm boring-
Let me read this catalogue on vinyl flooring!
I can't do it, I can't do it tonight.

Then she said
Let's do it, let's do it, have a crazy night of love!
I'll strip bare,
I'll just wear
Stilettos and an oven glove!
Don't starve a girl of a palaver,
Dangle from the wardrobe in your balaclava.
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!

But he said
I can't do it, I can't do it,
I know I'll only get it wrong.
Don't angle
For me to dangle,
My arms have never been that strong;
Stop pouting!
Stop shouting-
You know I pulled a muscle when I did that grouting.
I can't do it, I can't do it tonight.

Then she said:
Let's do it, let's do it, share a night of wild romance!
Frenetic,
Poetic, this could be your last big chance!
To quote Milton,
To eat Stilton,
To roll with gay abandon on the tufted Wilton!
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!

But he said:
I can't do it, I can't do it,
I've got other little jobs on hand.
Don't grouse
Around the house
I've got a busy evening planned.
Stop nagging!
I'm flagging;
You know as well as I do that the pipes want lagging.
I can't do it, I can't do it tonight.

So she said:
Let's do it, let's do it, while I'm really in The mood...
Three cheers!
It's years
Since I caught you even semi-nude.
Get drastic,
Gymnastic-
Wear your baggy Y-fronts with the loose elastic but
Let's do it, Let's do it tonight!

But he said;
I can't do it, I can't do it,
I must refuse to get undressed
I feel silly.
It's too chilly
To go without my thermal vest.
Don't choose me,
Don't use me
My mother sent a note to say you must excuse me.
I can't do it, I can't do it tonight.

And she said:
Let's do it, let's do it, I really absolutely must.
I won't exempt you,
Want to tempt you,
Want to drive you mad with lust.
No cautions - just contortions:
Smear an avocado on my lower portions!
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!

But he said:
I can't do it, I can't do it,
It's really not my cup of tea;
I'm harassed,
Embarrassed;
I wish you hadn't picked on me.
No dramas —
Give me my pyjamas;
The only girl I'm mad about is Judith Chalmers
I can't do it, can't do it tonight.

So she said:
Let's do it, let's do it, I really want to run amok!
Let's wriggle!
Let's jiggle!
Let's really make the rafters rock!
Be mighty,
Be flighty,
Come and melt the buttons on my flame-proof nightie!
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!

And she said:
Let's do it, let's do it, I really want to rant and rave!
Let's go,
Cos I know just
Just how I want you to behave:
Not bleakly,
Not meekly-
Beat me on the bottom with the Woman's Weekly-
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!