I'm rather pleased with this one. The outcome will be announced soon so it will become topical again shortly.
(Edited after some helpful comments)
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“Gold-digger” - to the tune of Shirley Bassey's "Goldfinger".
A PICTURE OF HEATHER MILLS PROJECTED ONTO STAGE IF POSSIBLE.
Gold-digger!
She’s the girl, the girl with McCartney’s dosh!
She thinks she’s posh
Such a malingerer
Beckons you to call her your next of kin
She reeks of gin
Golden words she will pour in your ear
When your back’s turned she’s spiking your beer
For an olden man regrets that he kissed her
She’s Lady Macbeth…
This Mrs Gold-digger
Just don’t stare, beware that her leg’s no good
It’s made of wood
Golden words she will pour in your ear
When your back’s turned she’s spiking your beer
For an olden man regrets that he’s kissed her
She’s Lady Macbeth…
This Mrs Gold-digger
She won’t rest until the estate’s been sold
This tart is cold
She loves only gold
Only gold
She loves gold
She loves only gold
Only gold
She loves gold!