Crumpet by Mr.B The Gentleman Rhymer Lyrics
When I wake up in the morning or last thing at night
There's only one thing that can make my constitution right
I crave it in the daytime and I crave it at dusk
It's amazing how I'm taken by it's buttery musk
I declare it's not a boast that I desire it more than most
It's sweeter than the butter on a rapper's breakfast toast
I'm looking for my fix I get it how and when I can
And now and then a man will get a metal pan
And like a veteran he'll make it better than it was before
I'm in fine fettle when I get it and [?] *[?]*
I can do it in the kitchen, right under the grill
And if I get too much, *it's time to get ill*
But I still come back for more
I always want more than I had before
Give me the sugar, I've got a sweet tooth
Let me tell you an eternal truth
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's right
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's *nice*
If I can not get crumpet I get down in the dumps
[?] I'm never sated, I just get plump
It's an addiction, a curse, and what's worse is
It's so damn simple, I can fill two verses
And when I'm at the club, you'll hear me trumpet
*[?]*
I've heard a scientific study that reckons
A chap will think about it every 3 to 4 seconds
Well seconds is what I want, every time
It's unhealthy and I'm seeking help with mine
So help a geezer out with a tonic
My name is Mister B and I'm a crumpetholic
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's *nice*
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet *baby that's-a what I like*
There's only one thing that can make my constitution right
I crave it in the daytime and I crave it at dusk
It's amazing how I'm taken by it's buttery musk
I declare it's not a boast that I desire it more than most
It's sweeter than the butter on a rapper's breakfast toast
I'm looking for my fix I get it how and when I can
And now and then a man will get a metal pan
And like a veteran he'll make it better than it was before
I'm in fine fettle when I get it and [?] *[?]*
I can do it in the kitchen, right under the grill
And if I get too much, *it's time to get ill*
But I still come back for more
I always want more than I had before
Give me the sugar, I've got a sweet tooth
Let me tell you an eternal truth
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's right
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's *nice*
If I can not get crumpet I get down in the dumps
[?] I'm never sated, I just get plump
It's an addiction, a curse, and what's worse is
It's so damn simple, I can fill two verses
And when I'm at the club, you'll hear me trumpet
*[?]*
I've heard a scientific study that reckons
A chap will think about it every 3 to 4 seconds
Well seconds is what I want, every time
It's unhealthy and I'm seeking help with mine
So help a geezer out with a tonic
My name is Mister B and I'm a crumpetholic
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet and that's *nice*
I like Crumpet, if you don't like it
Then you can lump it, that's fine yes
There's only one thing on my mind
And that's crumpet *baby that's-a what I like*