May be in DT but here it is:

SHE LOVED A PORTUGUESE
(Paddy Roberts)

I fell in love with a fair young maid
Who in Campden did reside
And I was living in Shoreditch,
Which was a one-and-fourpenny ride.
But there was a fly in the ointment,
As you very soon will perceive,
Cos, although I loved her ever so well,
She loved a Portuguese.

One night, I saw them both together,
And I opened me mouth to speak.
But the sight I saw before me
Made me shut me mouth up quick!
For they was both a-sitting there,
They was laughing, and holding hands,
And he was a-seducing of her
With pints of Babycham!

He was a nasty piece of work,
Gonzales was his name.
And there he was, a-dallying with
The honour of my dame.
So, I resolved to kill him,
Though I knew it was a sin,
Cos I didn't like Portuguese in general,
And in particular, I didn't like 'im!

So I followed him to his lodgings,
Which was in Millwall, or thereabouts,
And I followed him up an alleyway,
And I turned him inside-out!
Then I muttered jealous oaths, and things,
And bashed him black and bluer,
Then I lifted up a manhole cover,
And I bunged him down a sewer!

Now when she heard what I had done,
She made me poor life hell,
So just for the sake of peace and quiet,
I done her in, as well!
So now I'm up before the Beak
To answer for me crime.
He said: I don't like what you did first off, my son,
But I'll forgive you the second time!

Now, love and jealousy are dangerous passions,
I should never have intermixed 'em.
I might have been much wiser,
Cos now I'm languishing here in Brixton.
All for the love of a fair young maid
Who in Campden did reside,
Yes, all for the love of a fair young maid
I got thirteen years inside!

Cheers!
Ian