Let's all go to Mexico
To the Olympic Games we're bound
We will win a lot of gold
With the team that we have found

On your marks
Get set

We chose a team to represent the British hit parade
They're training hard to better all the records they have made
The Small Faces are so better, monday they will run
'Cause they have earned a Lazy Sunday bathing in the sun

Wouldn't it be nice
To win the hundred meters
The starters found a way
So no one else can beat us

We're down at the marks
And we're ready to go
He's fired the gun but
He's aiming too low

We jumped high into the air
He shot our shorts to pieces
Lots of fire and water
Made my eyes water
Hope the rest of me's okay


Des O'Connor had some trouble in the cycling race
He came off his bicycle and lay flat on his face
Oh he was there a long, long time and thought he was a gonna
It was a well known voice that bought him round with
Are you alright Mr O'Connor

Peddling like the clappers round the race track
The race had almost come to an end
All of a sudden heard the chain crack
Just as I went round the bend

But my smile won't end
It's know in Mexico from north to south
'Cos on that bend
The handle bars got stuck right in my mouth


The Marathon's as long as the Beatles latest song
And the Beach Boys never wanna do it again
The shot put out the flame, Arthur Brown lit up again
And the Kinks were in a daze and couldn't train

Hey, hey a friend of ours named Scott, is a Walker who is hot
He beat Hickory Holler's tramp who got the cramp
And in the morning, thre was yawning
From a Welshman who was late back in the camp

I'm Tom Jones the athlete
And here I have caused a sensation
Having a good time
I'm never in bed before three
Fearing some turn
My trainers got me out of bed
And he's shouting at me

Why, why, why delight her
Why, why, why delight her
Are you alrighty
You must have been swinging last night
You're shot's on the Blackpool
Up there make a wondeful sight
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