YouTube - Rod Stewart & Ron Wood - Maggie May (Live At Royal Albert Hall 2004)

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"OH A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE, TRA LA la la la la LA LA ...... LALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ... (walter spots timothy in the sea)>>>>>swimming back from las vegas) Oh no! GET LOST TURTLE! She Has Picked MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! you GAMBLING GIGOLO....! YOU TWISTED TORTELINIO !!TORTELIZER !!!!(her words not mine!!)..SHE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR THICK SHELL...(SPOUTS WALTER.)

Oh !you ARE SO WRONG !.... WALLY with the WOBBLY TAIL !!.... LOOK HOW COLD YOU HAVE MADE MY DARLING, ... JUST LOOK AT HER...!!!!. (Shouts Timothy)..look at my darling hotbox now!!Shivering with UN-ANTICIPATION!.YOU BRING HER GIFTS OF Gherkins !!!!!!!!!!!! (when you promised rare pearls !!!)...

ahahAHAAHAHAAAHAAA.! JUST LOOK at WHAT I BROUGHT HER ,........ To WARM HER HEART UP to Meeeeeeeeeeeee!

Tomatoes and Sicilian lemons FROM HER HOME !!!!! YES !!!SI SI !!....... from Sicily! GO AND STUFF YOUR gherkins ......!!! Willy Wanker!

(TIMOTHY says .with gleeeeeeeee)... ........

ps ... i also found some LUSTIER-gherkins-GREENER THAN YOUR Paltry PALE OFFERINGS .. (JUST INCASE SHE LIKES THEM .. BIG-Plump & juicy) .. THESE ARE FROM WARSzAWA .... .... they are NOT Soaked in brine ... BUT IN 'KRUPNIK' .... the finest 17th C golden honey mead made by mad monks ..... .. ..!!!

(not RASPUTIN )..... he copied THEM,!!

BEAT THAT! WALTER .,.....!!! I'LL PUT THE SUNSHINE BACK INTO HER LIFE ......... IT IS WRITTEN IN THE SHELLS .... EVEN HER HOME TOWN IS NAMED AFTER MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

aND IF YOU DON'T SWIM OFF! AND SHUT UP,you opera singing -sneaking-SPOUTING- snodgrass !!!! I WILL TELL HER THAT YOU WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IN THE SEA.......SI SI !!

Walter....BLUSHES...& ..thinks to himself.????.....and then goes underwater for a breather.....& To Form a Logical ANALYTICAL plan of strategy...he is after all, a PHILOSOPHER.,.......IS he too Cold? Is he too Unromantic .?..Are his GHERKINS...TOO PALE.....? TOO PALTRY.....?Is HIS TAIL...WOBBLY ?THAT IS THE QUESTION..OH NO! THOSE 'ARE' THE QUESTIONS...WE ARE NOT QUOTING Shakespeare here....oh, a poem...)..but what is the answer.?......oh, where is Dr freud.....? still in Austria..?? or...could he still be in London....? I'm almost at the RIVER THAMES.....walter muses;......As all great Philosophers do,he put his tail on his forehead...and started...THINKING.,..DEEPLY,About the 'meaning of life', he...started from the begining...

WELL, i did not love my father more than my mother...i did not...try and sleep with either of them.......WELL, ok,I DID.....SORT OF sneak a ride now and again on Mums back on the way to Alaska.......everything was fine,....till i saw aN ODD LOOKING woman with strange GLASSES ON........I asked my father to explain what it was i was looking at,......& he shielded my eyes.....with his great tail...I KNOW it was something dark and unfathomable.....!! or WAS IT??? Fathomable??? thinks Walter as he dives deeper and deeper>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>through the fathoms>>>>& unravelling the seaweeds of his mind.

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We will leave walter to muse...while we have a nice cup of well deserved earl grey tea.......& a scone.....with fRAU Donna's ...GRAPE JELLY ..not JAM -NOT MARMALADE- JUST ,,,,,,,,,,ah !god save our gracious queen...kettles boiling.....everything stops for tea....mrs krap kicks ,sorry.., quietly Trips over a couple of snoring beer smelling hairy sleeping bags, on her way to the kitchen..making sure she drops a tin of biscuits from a great height,CRASH.....!!

well,she needs sweet crumbs for tomorrows trifle topping...ONE can never have enough crumbs..ready and waiting for the next sweet recipe.....&...then the origin of the 'species'.appears...from his cave....the Neanderthal...."what was that" ??!!! .....is the kettle on?

Mrs Krap..firmly and with great fortitude...& with sure steps..makes her way back to bed with her CUPPA..and HER deep deep primordial instincts TAKE over.,.she ..gives one of her SNOOTIEST & FIERCEST SLAVIC LOOKS....the one that says..;..well ok...SNARLS.!!!!...Don't you dare !!SAY ANOTHER WORD.!!..it is understood..by Neanderthal man ,body language is such a blessing.....universally understood By MAN.....

oh ,how lovely and triumphant & POWERFUL....yes...POWERFUL ! i feel ,lying now in bed.,..in my little house in the country.......FOR ONCE....not making anyone A cup of tea...BUT meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

HE HE HE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE .

OH ,MY FEET ARE KILLING ME.........to be sure....and iv'e got crumbs in the bed....HONESTLY ahaaahaahaaa(it's strange how things develop..& come together...over the day and evening and night.........

there is one thing i can do.,Soon,.....SNORE LOUDER THAN THEM LOT !!!.........YES.,..I SNORE LIKE AN OLD TRAIN....BREAKING DOWN.........yet i never RUN out of STEAM......puff puff chuff chuff chuff puff puff...chuff...oh I REALLY DO LOVE OLD STEAM TRAINS,,,,,,THE Flying Scotsman.....i have 2 of them in the lounge......