ten milk bottles standing in the hall

ten milk bottles standing up the wall

next door neighbour thinks we're dead

hasnt heard a sound he said

doesn't know weve been in bed

the ten whole days since we were wed

noone knows and noone sees

we lovers doing as we please

but people stop and point at these

ten milk bottles a-turning into cheese

ten milk bottles standing day and night

ten different thicknesses and

ten different shades of white

persistent carolsingers without a note to utter

silent carolsingers a-turning into butter

now she's run out of passion

and theres not much left in me

so maybe well get up

and make a cup of tea

then people can stop wondering

what theyre waiting for

those ten milk bottles a-queing at our door

those ten milk bottles a-queing at our door

Roger Mc Gough