How Del Boy And Chicken Are The Same And Different
The whole world is our oyster
But yet we grab the whole world by its horns
Never ever letting go
After one crazy misadventure after another
The fun never really seems to end
Sure we may have a foul mouth and maybe a convulsive liar
Lying to everyone family and friends about being in the high life
Instead of being in the middle class working life
But we do have some sort of heart
It may not be golden but at least we have heart