As is werry well known in the Garden o’ Sleep!
Sleep! sleep! A respectable sweep!
Sleep, my dossy ones, sleep!
Then my pal an’ me pulls that there swell out o’ bed,
An’ we gets a young lady to set on ’is ’ead,
An’ we searches ’is pockets and collars the mags,
Takes ’is coat an’ ’is weskit, and also ’is bags,
An’ we tenderly pitches ’im out in the street,
Where ’e is copped by the bobby as b’longs to the beat;
An’ we watches an’ watches, but watchin’ is wain,