Certain things are always impolite
A fella must never arrive for tea without an invite
But if you have a gap that you’d like me to fill
I’ve always got a hungry mouth for you my dear
I’d love a slice of your Battenberg
I wonder if I oughta
Bring some tea I’ve enough for two
And dunk my bags in your water
On Wednesday teatime
If you’ve nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you’re one lump or two
Give me permission to call on you
Oh may I have permission to call on you
(It’s tea time)
If this is a notion that tickles your funny bone
Then maybe we could ditch your chaperone
Perhaps you and I could become paramores
I’m jolly keen to enter through your red front door.
I’d love a slurp on your lady grey
Are you home alone
We could sip something freshly brewed
Dollop some cream on your cherry scones.
On Wednesday teatime
If you’ve nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you’re one lump or two
Give me permission to call on you
Oh may I have permission to call on you
Now I just want to know one thing…
Are you a loose leaf kind of lady?
I wanna call, call, call on you x7
I wanna call - woah yeah
On Wednesday teatime
If you’ve nothing to do
May I have permission to call on you
I wanna find out if you’re one lump or two
Give me permission, I would like permission
May I have permission to call on you