Davy and His Biscuits Lyrics

Here is Davy

He's warm and friendly

His big jean jacket's

Wrapped on the back of

His chair

There's some buttery biscuits

Served with a side of jam

And he can't resist it

There's plenty, and he plans

To eat as much as he can

And he plans

To eat as much as he can

Well, that's the plan

He gets sleepy

Then gets dizzy

And then he's nauseous

And will go vomit

His lunch

Quotidian sickness

He really doesn't mind

And it's none of your business

Why do you need to pry

Into his life?

Why do you pry

Into his life?

He's just fine

Here is Davy

He's getting skinny

His big jean jacket's

Back on the back of

His chair

There's a blackberry pie

That's goading him from its pan

And he can't resist it

There's plenty, and he plans

To eat as much as he can

And he plans

To eat as much as he can

That's the plan