My you did look
dapper in your mother's
Old green scarf
With your famous
Auntie Arthur's trousers on
You were slapped by that slapper
And how we all laughed
she laughed the loudest
Oh in '93
You could charm the
bees knees of the bees
Cheeky you'd say
and we all fell around
Rolling 'round the playground
Saucy you'd say
and we all fell about
Rolling 'round the playground
In the '94
We all sang
Skipping and dancing hand in hand
Yeah with all the boys together
And all the girls together

She's the last of
the English roses
She's the last of
the English roses

She knows her Rodneys
from her Stanleys
And her Kappas from her Reeboks
And her tit from her tat
And her Winstons from her Enochs
It's fine and take what I
Coming out coming alive
Round the Snooker table
You dance the Frutti Tutti

She almost spilled her lager
Toasting girls of great beauty
But the closing moved by
Coming of age coming alive
All the boys together
And all the girls together

She's the last of
the English roses
She's the last of
the English roses
Yeah she's the last of
the English roses
She's the last of
last of the English
English roses