That’s What I Like Mick (The Sandwich Song)

[Verse 1]
Cheese and onion sandwiches on Derby chinaware
Fiddles and jigs and Woogie my dog, Auntie Vi having a swear
Taking my dad for a pint or two, a Sunday morning stroll
Licorice pipes and baggy suits, Glen Hoddle scoring a goal
Catching a pike and riding my bike, old wooden wheels and a bowl of eels

[Chorus]
Yes, that's what I like, boy
That's what I like

[Verse 2]
Pie and mash and liquor, walking about in the rain
Reading 'em books and comical looks, pianos, trams, and trains
Coals and cockles and thunderstorms, plays on the wireless and all
Grandfather clocks, and Coke and brandy, fountain pens and Beano and Dandy

[Chorus]
That's what I like, I said
Hey, that's what I like

[Verse 3]
Little pubs out in the country, mother-of-pearl and Barnet Fair
The sound of a banjo, barbershop singing, and having a kip in the chair
Burnt toast, a beer from the wood, and old Jerry-Thomas' teeth
Jerry and Chet and cannon and ball, a banjo-picking Bill Keith
And old bank loads, wood-burning stoves and Shirley MacLaine and Petticoat Lane

[Chorus]
That's what I like, I said
That's what I like, yes, boy
Yes, that's just what...

[Verse 4]
Bubble and squeak and jumble sales, Little Richard and Jerry Lee
Bonfire night and Southend light, and paddling in the sea
Polished brass and copper, Salvation Army bands
Violins and old coach inns and coloured elastic bands
Tea in the morning and winter beginning
And fishing rods and frogs and Spurs are winning

[Chorus]
Yes that's what I like
Hey, that's what I like

[Verse 5]
A day at the races, off in the bases, going out hopping in Kent
A new pair of braces, little kids' faces, sleeping under the tent
And Waggons, chickens and picking blackberries
And swallows and sledges and Devon and cherries
And haddock and trotters and horses and knickers
And cider and celery and banjo and kippers

[Chorus]
Yeah, that's what I like, boy
That's what I like