The highlight of the week for libertines like Gert and me

Does not depend on drugs or booze or grub

But rather more discerning are our pleasures now as we

Look forward to the weekend Beaver Club.

But shame on you! We all know what you thought a beaver was

But I've deceived you rather cleverly

A beaver's not at all a lady's fundament because

It's a resident of Yorkshire's Beverley.

For on a Friday night we wend our way Our Gert and me

For a weekend in our static caravan

As members of the Beaver Club we frail and elderly

Are enjoying our retirement while we can.