once was a lady from Niger, Thə once wəs lady frəm Nigə , ə Who went for a ride on a tiger. Who went fər ride on tigə . ə ə They came back from the ride They came back frəm thə ride With the lady inside, With thə lady inside, And a smile on the face of the tiger. smile on thə face thə tigə . ən ə əf There was an old man from Darjeeling, Thə was n old man frəm Darjeeling, ə Who got on a bus bound for Ealing. Who got bus bound fər Ealing. ən ə It said on the door, It said on thə door, "Don’t spit on the floor" "Don’t spit on thə floor" So he carefully spat on the ceiling. So he carefəlly spat on thə ceiling. There was a young lady from Tottenham, Thə was young lady frəm Tottə nhəm, ə Who had no manners, or else she'd fogotten 'em. Who had no mannəs, r else she'd fə gottə n 'ə m. ə At tea at the vicar's, tea thə vicə 's, ət ət She tore off her knickers. She took off knickəs. ə Because, she explained, she felt hot in 'em. Because, she explained, she felt in 'ə m. ‘ot There once was a fellow from Ryde, Thə once wəs fellə frə m Ryde, ə In a funeral procession was spied. In funərə l prə cessə n wəs spied. ə Whan asked who was dead, When asked who wəs dead, He giggled and said: He giggəld said: ən "I don't know. I just came for the ride." "I də know. I jəs came fə thə ride."
once was a lady from Niger, Who went for a ride on a tiger. They came back from the ride With the lady inside, And a smile on the face of the tiger. Thə once wəs ə lady frəm Nigə , Who went fər ə ride on ə tigə . They came back frəm thə ride With thə lady inside, ən ə smile on thə face əf thə tigə . There was an old man from Darjeeling, Who got on a bus bound for Ealing. It said on the door, "Don’t spit on the floor" So he carefully spat on the ceiling. Thə was ə n old man frəm Darjeeling, Who got ən ə bus bound fər Ealing. It said on thə door, "Don’t spit on thə floor" So he carefəlly spat on thə ceiling. There was a young lady from Tottenham, Who had no manners, or else she'd fogotten 'em. At tea at the vicar's, She tore off her knickers. Because, she explained, she felt hot in 'em. Thə was ə young lady frəm Tottə nhəm, Who had no mannəs, ə r else she'd fə gottə n 'ə m. ət tea ət thə vicə 's, She took off ə knickəs. Because, she explained, she felt ‘ot in 'ə m. There once was a fellow from Ryde, In a funeral procession was spied. Whan asked who was dead, He giggled and said: "I don't know. I just came for the ride." Thə once wəs ə fellə frə m Ryde, In ə funərə l prə cessə n wəs spied. When asked who wəs dead, He giggəld ən said: "I də know. I jəs came fə thə ride."