Teddy Blair
Baby you should keep
Your tattered Teddy Blair
Fling your arms around his fur
'Cause it's like Medicare
Oh come and sleep (oh let me sleep)
With Teddy Blair
I'm not gonna play Rod Steiger
'Cause Steiger looks too tough
I'm not gonna be like iron
'Cause iron is a kind of Thatcher-stuff
Just gonna be
Your Teddy Blair
Put some brass around my neck
And feed you with hot air
Oh come and sleep (oh let me sleep)
With Teddy Blair
Baby think of me,
I'm on your pillow, right,
Hugging you to show I care,
And washing all things white,
Oh come and sleep (I cannot sleep)
With Teddy Blair
I just want to be your Teddy Blair.
Whooooooooooooooooooo.
Read the Telegraph article about teddy bears here