Consider yourself...
At home?
Consider yourself...
One of the family
We've taken to you
So strong
It's clear...we're...
Going to get along
Consider yourself...
Well in!
Consider yourself...
Part of the furniture
There isn't a lot to spare
Who cares?
Whatever we got we share
If it should chance to be
We should see
Some harder days
Empty larder days
Why grouse?
Alsyas a-chance we'll meet
Somebody
To foot the bill
Then the drinks are on the house!
Consider yourself our mate
We do't want to have no fuss,
For after some consideration, we can state
Consider yourself
One of us!


I'm getting married in the morning! Ding dong!
The bells are gonna chime. Pull out the stopper!
Let's have a whopper! But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the mornin'
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime.
Girls, come and kiss me
Show how you'll miss me.
But get me to the church on time!


I'm Henery the Eighth, I am,
Henery the Eighth I am, I am!
I got married to the widow next door,
She'd been married seven times before.
And every one was an Henery
She wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam
I'm her eighth old man named Henery
Henery the Eighth, I am!


Knees up Mother Brown
Knees up Mother Brown
Under the table you must go
Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye-oh
If I catch you bending
I'll saw your legs right off
Knees up, knees up
Never get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown
Oh my, what a rotten song
What a rotten song
What a rotten song
Oh my, what a rotten song
And what a rotten singer
Too-oo-ooh