Pembroke Landladies are real strange people gotta watch what they do Rent places for real fat prices then outa the blue raise hell outa noise and suchlike and my boogie kazoo Send her a valentine She goes for her walks on Wednesdays on a Saturday night straight down to the local graveyard by the moody moonlight She likes to read all the tombstones reads between the lines Makes meanings that spell her stories then makes 'em all rhymes Send her some Valentines She keeps her monkeys in a budgie's case I have heard them cry "Save our souls! We don't wanna die so young"