"to the tune of the weather girls it's raining men"
Followers aren't rising
Engagement getting low
according to all sources
He's broken Sid's dildo
Because tonight for, the umpteenth time
Just about half past ten,
On FB live he's jittery
He's gonna go on the Begggggg
He's on the beg, Beggy Mitchell is on the Beg (Hey Sid)
He's gonna go out, at Weatherspoon's he's gonna get
Blotto Drunk and Crying upset
He's on the Beg, Inhaling a fried egg
Tall, blonde, dark and lean
Amy Jane is always keen
God bless mother Sid, she's a single woman too
She took off to Facebook, Let us know we were slayting you
She bet £200, you could kiss the flab goodbye
But with Fried beg on Toast, the diet will soon go by
Oh, He's on the beg yeah