[Chorus:] Gossip-calypso, Gossip-calypso Hear all about it, "yak a yak-yak" Every woman up at the window giving out the gossip and getting it back: "Oh, Mrs. Brown, well how are you now." "I tell you, I've had a shocking time with Ern and his stomach." "Don't talk to me, my Charlie has gone and fallen down the stairs again.” "Saints preserve us! Poor old chap, did he hurt himself?" “Well, not as much as Alf--that's my cousin, Fred's boy "I learned from Fred (that) the doctor said he'll have to have his kneecap scraped." “Cor Blimey!" Singing...[Chorus] Mrs. Booze: “Have you heard the news? That woman--you know, the very fat one down at the corner-- Climbed in a truck, got stuck They think that they never gonna get her out." “Do tell me!" "Well, I had a feller 'round and gave him a pound To free her with an oxyacetylene welder Must send along some books; it looks like she's gonna be there quite some time." “Cor Blimey!” * Singing...[Chorus] “Oh, Mrs. Ware, I do like your hair! Who does it?" "I go to Madame Pom Pom round by the gasworks." "With all that fruit, it looks so cute, I can't believe it It's really you, like a film star." "Have you heard, dear, a little bird has told me Mrs. Tate's expecting her seventh…" “Well, glory be, that's three she has had since Lenny had his tonsils out" “Cor blimey!" Singing...[Chorus]