That's What I Like Mick (The Sandwich Song)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Cheese and onion sandwiches on Derby chinaware Fiddles and jigs and Woogie my dog, Auntie Vi having a swear Taking my dad for a pint or two, a Sunday morning stroll Licorice pipes and baggy suits, Glen Hoddle scoring a goal Catching a pike and riding my bike, old wooden wheels and a bowl of eels [Chorus] Yes, that's what I like, boy That's what I like [Verse 2] Pie and mash and liquor, walking about in the rain Reading 'em books and comical looks, pianos, trams, and trains Coals and cockles and thunderstorms, plays on the wireless and all Grandfather clocks, and Coke and brandy, fountain pens and Beano and Dandy [Chorus] That's what I like, I said Hey, that's what I like [Verse 3] Little pubs out in the country, mother-of-pearl and Barnet Fair The sound of a banjo, barbershop singing, and having a kip in the chair Burnt toast, a beer from the wood, and old Jerry-Thomas' teeth Jerry and Chet and cannon and ball, a banjo-picking Bill Keith And old bank loads, wood-burning stoves and Shirley MacLaine and Petticoat Lane [Chorus] That's what I like, I said That's what I like, yes, boy Yes, that's just what... [Verse 4] Bubble and squeak and jumble sales, Little Richard and Jerry Lee Bonfire night and Southend light, and paddling in the sea Polished brass and copper, Salvation Army bands Violins and old coach inns and coloured elastic bands Tea in the morning and winter beginning And fishing rods and frogs and Spurs are winning [Chorus] Yes that's what I like Hey, that's what I like [Verse 5] A day at the races, off in the bases, going out hopping in Kent A new pair of braces, little kids' faces, sleeping under the tent And Waggons, chickens and picking blackberries And swallows and sledges and Devon and cherries And haddock and trotters and horses and knickers And cider and celery and banjo and kippers [Chorus] Yeah, that's what I like, boy That's what I like