She was in the kitchen her dad mum away
Be home tomorrow they said it's so
She threw off her apron head out window
First one in here gets all of me don't be slow
Well farm tools went flying all over the place
They almost wrecked that old green hedge
One at a time is what I said to you guys
There was energy coming the living dead
Each one left smiling like over fed dogs
Slowly picking up farm tools again
Not a word spok'en happy as hell
One said don't care now if there was rain
She was singing in the kithen now happy as
Cooking scones by the tray nice and hot
Whatever she had just lived her fantasies
And enjoyed them all every one the lot
Good timing her parents just came home
Hot scones there by the several tray
Goodness me dad said how'bout some tea
Her mum said for sure sounds to me 'ay
Her mum looking at her call the guys
Bet they'd love a scone or maybe two
A yarn a break a cupp'a hot tea darl'en
They've not seen of late much of you