cosy,cosy bonnie and fair,
the diamonds sparkled in yer hair.
yer off to Pats, I wish ye well.
I cant go there..Lies that tell.
cosy, laddie, what a laugh,
my wee man city bloke, In my gaff.
Up Central drive, doon too the pump.
cosy ye always have the HUMP..
Yer barred here nooo, so I believe !
I will miss ye all the same.
fae wee pals noo, we do concieve..
cosy..I have nae shame..
I miss ye xx