Yo bottle and glasses, the good and the sorry and sad, I was elephant trunk at the Jack Tar and eighteen penced it was bird lime for something new. 'Cuz when i get pissed on the gay and frisky, followed by one too many pig's ear, and my sausage and mash flow is down to my last Oxford scholar, I ball of chalk to my cat and mouse. I butchers hook in my mother hubbard for some sexton blake, or some stand at ease, or maybe some Kate and Sydney Jim Skinner. After i Tommy Tucker, i usually come online while i Gordon and Gotch the Custard and Jelly. Taking a sip of my Fisherman's Daughter, I scapa flow to Suicide Girls where i update my profile.

I dont think Babblefish or Google translates Cockney Rhyming Slang to English, so i guess i'll translate it for you.

Yo asses, the good and the bad, i was drunk at the bar and sensed it was time for something new. 'Cuz when i get drunk on the whiskey, followed by one too many beer, and my cash flow is down to my last dollar, i walk to my house. I look in the cupboard for some cake, or some cheese, or maybe some Steak and kidney dinner. After i supper, i usually come online while i watch the telly. Taking a sip of my water, i go to Suicide Girls where i update my profile.