(As the BBC are at pains to point out,  being mentioned in these files does not necessarily mean that someone has done something wrong)

 

When first I saw the lovelight in her eyes

I didn't fear the threat of careless talk,

And anyway they'd think it was all lies

For after all I was the Duke of York.

 

“I've never clapped my eyes on her before”

That's what I told the mummy who is queen;

Lord knows that I would never break the law

By playing “hide the sausage”

With someone sweet

With someone sweet sixteen.

 

I wish I'd never met Ginny Giuffre,

She's caused me nothing else but grief and pain;

I'll blatantly deny it come what may

And blame it all on Epstein and Ghislane.

 

It's not me doing doggy on all fours

And young girls they are simply not my scene -

They're not among my fetishes and flaws;

I don't play “hide the sausage”

With someone sweet

With someone sweet sixteen.

 

I showed one round the Palace after sex,

Flown in for seedy purpose by Ghislane;

She's ruder with my phallus than my -ex

Who'd take it up the arse for some cocaine

 

When first I see the love-light in their eyes

Procured for me by my good friend Epstein

It triggers the old weakness in my flies;

But I don't play hide the sausage

In someone sweet

In someone sweet sixteen.

 

I love me like I never loved before

I am the sexiest there's ever been

I shag all night until my pecker's raw

But I don't play hide the sausage

No I don't play hide the sausage

I don't play hide the sausage

With someone sweet

With someone sweet sixteen.