You’ve got a lot
And from what you’ve got
I’d say you’re doing well, dear

Dressed like a dream
And if things are what they seem
You’re looking swell, dear

Your little man 
Brings you trinkets when he can
But he can’t stay, dear

That’s very well
But inside your shiny shell 
You dance all day dear

So go, be gay
Let your feelings leap away
Into the laughter

San Ferry Anne
And the world keeps turning
Happy every after