Daily Duncans #28 - Bannatyne

In the spirit of entrepreneurship fostered, nay espoused by this wily Scottish-based Dragon, WORRALLS are delighted to bring to you, our devoted public, this charming tribute in the chords of G and Z.

Dragons Den (WORRALL/WORRALL)

Debra’s checkin out my all-line atlas
A flick of her switch turns it into a mattress
Chew me out baby til the end of the show
A satnav to your FMS, how wrong can I go?

Theo, I handmade this with you in mind
Have a go, gently coax it from behind
I need your wonga to finesse the widgets
Oops! It wasn’t meant to come off on your digits

CHORUS:

M-M, M-M-F – Dragons Den!
Who’s in, who’s out, where’s it gonna end?

Dragons Den!
What key's each dragon tossing in?
Fourway cluster, spin the bottle, you can never win
DRAGONS DEN! DRAGONS DEN!
DRAGONS DEN! DRAGONS DEN!

Two metre Pete you like fast cars
Grammar school chaps sometimes struggle with their Rs
Got a gizmo for your Lambo to hold a milky biscuit
I only need 100k and you’re the man to risk it

Duncan do you have a taste for sauce
Your ice cream cornet is a tour de force
Pull the handle on my pick’n’mix
50k juices-on the heated knicks

They’ve overbaked it in the dirty den
James needs another visit to the ATM
Stand up and take it like a man
We can see the downside of your business plan

© WORRALLS 2009 Split-This Music, dip in the bowl, pull out reggae reggae sauce