Oh, Cockney Sparra
Won't you kiss my dusty bin lid?
I know you're quite far away now,
But can't you just stretch your lips?

Oh, Cockney Sparra
Won't you rest upon my dusty bin lid?
My mother says I'm a big boy now,
But, you make me feel like a kid.

When you gonna fly my way?
When you gonna fly my way?

Oh, Cockney Sparra
Won't you please stop being paranoid?
I know I'm not a man,
But I'm still your boy!

When you gonna fly my way?
When you gonna fly my way?

Oh and the feeling I had in my heart,
Now it's gone away.
Oh and the feeling I had in my heart,
Now it's gone away.
Oh and the feeling I had in my heart,
Oh and the feeling I had is gone.

When you gonna fly my way?
When you gonna fly my way?
When you gonna fly my way?
When you gonna fly my way?

Oh, Cockney Sparra
Won't you kiss my dusty bin lid?