Hurricane Smith - Auntie Vi's lyrics

We all went round to Auntie Vi's for tea Mum and Dad, Jimmy Lad and Me And Mother had the usual things to say That we should please be good today She's all dressed up like a Persian Cat When he's looking very fluffy but he's much too fat and furry And dear old Dad in his best cravat Couldn't go anywhere without his old brown hat, that derby Bought in 1892 And after family greetings had begun Couldn't miss the big wet kiss to come And after jelly, cream and strawberry flan We all just sat and grown up chat I couldn't understand La da da da, La da da da Da da da da da da da da La da da da, La da da da Da da da da da da da da I know there's much to be grateful for But going out to tea is such a great big bore on Sunday, boring Sunday But I mustn't complain not a single word Good little boys are only seen not heard on Sunday Mothers' day of rest The smoky open fire and old perfume Special treat, once a week or two I couldn't wait 'til mother finally said "Time for us to catch the bus and home in time for bed!"