I was with a mate, walking in the street,
A man came up \"listen\" said the guy,
\"I\'m listening\" said I.
\"But you\'re walking\" he muttered,
\"I can do both!\" I uttered.
\"Bruv, do you want to buy some meat?\"
\"No\" I said, but wasn\'t thinking on my feet.
I\'d have asked for it please, cooked with potato,
Served up with peas, I\'d have had it to go.
He looked like a crook who\'d make me ill,
The kind of felon that sells road kill.
Never been offered this so far,
The folks you meet in Finchley are rather bizarre.