Rapscallion - Call On You

Certain things are always impolite
A fella must never arrive for tea without an invite
But if you have a gap that you'd like me to fill
I've always got a hungry mouth for you my dear
I'd love a slice of your Battenberg
I wonder if I oughta
Bring some tea I've enough for two
And dunk my bags in your water
On Wednesday teatime
If you've nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you're one lump or two
Give me permission to call on you
Oh may I have permission to call on you
It's tea time
If this is a notion that tickles your funny bone
Then maybe we could ditch your chaperone
Perhaps you and I could become paramores
I'm jolly keen to enter through your red front door
I'd love a slurp on your lady grey
Are you home alone
We could sip something freshly brewed
Dollop some cream on your cherry scones
On Wednesday teatime
If you've nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you're one lump or two
Give me permission to call on you
Oh may I have permission to call on you
Now I just want to know one thing
Are you a loose leaf kind of lady
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna call, call, call on you
I wanna - woah yeah
On Wednesday teatime
If you've nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you're one lump or two
Give me permission, I would like permission
May I have permission to call on you

Written by:
Paul Gravett

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