Any Old Iron Lyrics

Song	Any Old Iron
Artist	Peter Sellers
Album	The Peter Sellers Collection
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	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brand-new tile
	And your father's old green tie on
	But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!“
	Just a week or two ago my dear old Uncle Bill
	He went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his will
	So I went around the road to see my Auntie Jane
	She said: „Your Uncle Bill has left you a watch and chain!“
	So I put it on right across my derby kell
	The sun was shining on it and it made me look a swell
	I went out, strolling round about
	A crowd of kiddies followed me and they began to shout:
	„Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brand-new tile
	And your father's old green tie on
	But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!“
	I won't forget the day I went to London on the spree
	I saw the mayor of London there. That's who I went to see
	He came along in a carriage and a pair
	I shouted: „Come on, boys! All throw your hats up in the air!“
	Just then the mayor, he began to smile
	Pointed to my face and said: „Lor Lummy, what a dial!“
	Started Lord-a-mayoring, and then to my dismay
	He pointed to my watch and chain and shouted to me: „Hey
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brand-new tile
	And your father's old green tie on
	But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!“
	I shan't forget the day I married Miss Elisa Brown
	The way the people laughed at me, it made me feel a clown
	I arrived in a carriage called a hack
	When I suddenly discovered I'd my trousers front to back
	So I walked down the aisle, dressed in style
	The vicar took a look at me and then began to smile
	The organ started playing. The bells began to ring
	The people started laughing and the choir began to sing:
	„Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brand-new tile
	And your father's old green tie on
	But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!“

	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	Just a week or two ago my dear old Uncle Bill
	He went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his will
	So I went around the road to see my Auntie Jane
	She said: Your Uncle Bill has left you a watch and chain!"
	So I put it on right across my derby kell
	The sun was shining on it and it made me look a swell
	I went out, strolling round about
	A crowd of kiddies followed me and they began to shout:
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	I won' t forget the day I went to London on the spree
	I saw the mayor of London there. That' s who I went to see
	He came along in a carriage and a pair
	I shouted: Come on, boys! All throw your hats up in the air!"
	Just then the mayor, he began to smile
	Pointed to my face and said: Lor Lummy, what a dial!"
	Started Lordamayoring, and then to my dismay
	He pointed to my watch and chain and shouted to me: Hey
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	I shan' t forget the day I married Miss Elisa Brown
	The way the people laughed at me, it made me feel a clown
	I arrived in a carriage called a hack
	When I suddenly discovered I' d my trousers front to back
	So I walked down the aisle, dressed in style
	The vicar took a look at me and then began to smile
	The organ started playing. The bells began to ring
	The people started laughing and the choir began to sing:
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"

	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	Just a week or two ago my dear old Uncle Bill
	He went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his will
	So I went around the road to see my Auntie Jane
	She said: Your Uncle Bill has left you a watch and chain!"
	So I put it on right across my derby kell
	The sun was shining on it and it made me look a swell
	I went out, strolling round about
	A crowd of kiddies followed me and they began to shout:
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	I won' t forget the day I went to London on the spree
	I saw the mayor of London there. That' s who I went to see
	He came along in a carriage and a pair
	I shouted: Come on, boys! All throw your hats up in the air!"
	Just then the mayor, he began to smile
	Pointed to my face and said: Lor Lummy, what a dial!"
	Started Lordamayoring, and then to my dismay
	He pointed to my watch and chain and shouted to me: Hey
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"
	I shan' t forget the day I married Miss Elisa Brown
	The way the people laughed at me, it made me feel a clown
	I arrived in a carriage called a hack
	When I suddenly discovered I' d my trousers front to back
	So I walked down the aisle, dressed in style
	The vicar took a look at me and then began to smile
	The organ started playing. The bells began to ring
	The people started laughing and the choir began to sing:
	Any old iron? Any old iron?
	Any, any, any old iron?
	You look neat. Talk about a treat!
	You look so dapper from your napper to your feet
	Dressed in style, brandnew tile
	And your father' s old green tie on
	But I wouldn' t give you tuppence for your old watch and chain
	Old iron, old iron!"

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