I like wasting my days in a caravan I liked my Uncle Joe What a lovely man! Well, I love things I do my best I eat, sleep, laugh and cry just like the rest What becomes of me Is meant to be So I'll just groove along quite naturally, yeah Summers here and I'll be hiding my time away Looking for someone who'll tell me the time of day And he'll make your wish for true come Unexpected attacks on your nose Can be treated by touching your toes Donkey rides a penny a gla**