LYRIC FOR SALE

By Chris Sharp

When I was trekking in Afghanistan
I found myself talking to a medicine-man
He took some herbs and mixed them with some wine
He called it Hubba Hubba and it tasted divine
So listen up people while I sing my song
And try a little Hubba Hubba when it’s all going wrong

My friend Johnny had been up all night
Drinking 20-20 till the morning light
When he finally took himself to bed
He woke up with a firecracker in his head
His hands were shaking and his face was blue
But then a little Hubba Hubba he was good as new

Mr Brown was in a terrible state
He took his honey-honey on a special date
When they got back she said, “I’ll be upstairs,
Why don’t you come up and we’ll play musical chairs”
He said “I can’t honey cos I feel uptight”
But then a little Hubba Hubba he was going all night

Grandma Riley was a hundred and four
She thought she was knockin on a heaven’s door
Down with a fever and confined to bed
With every known infirmity from A to Z
The doctor said “she’s not gonna survive”
But then a little Hubba Hubba she was dancing a jive