Stevie Taite - Dear Old Jeeves lyrics

Glandular fever had made me skinny and pale The sofa held my feeble form Oh Jeeves, how you hopefully waggled your tale Resting chin on my 'blankie', all tatty and worn. Persistently nuzzling your slobbering snout And whimpering gently your worry As to why I had failed to get up and about (My white cells seemed to be in no particular hurry) Throughout those long days of my childhood disease As I fought with my mal altered self. You stayed by my side, wanting only to please Waiting patiently for the return of my health Then as I improved, and the illness subsided You laid on your side for some rest You welcomed my head as on your belly it resided Grateful me in my oversized knickers and vest.