The Place to Have a Wager

Oh the place to have a wager is the T.A.B. Agency
And the best of your dreams will come true
Yes the place to have a wager is the T.A.B. Agency
This piece of advice we give you.

Put your shirt on, put your pants on
And you'll win a King's ransom
That's just what the T.A.B.'s for
If your trousers should be shining
Just look for the silver lining
Dip into your pocket once more.

If you should be told of a dead certain winner
But find you have spent all your dough
Go home got your grate
And your front door and gate
There is a place you can go.

To a pawnshop on a corner in Hill Street next to Bellamy's
Where they soon let you have five or ten
But you won't see your money again
No, you won't see your money again.

It's Great to be a Councillor
I am the Mayor as you can see,
Just pull my chain and you'll drown me.
With Elections near I'll keep my seat
Make the rood to power a one-way street.

You'll never fly high from Rongotai
It won't be built until you die.
Now homes aren't scare round here today
We're building thorn in Evans Bay.

Don't take your girl out in the dark.
'Cos you won't find a place to pork.
We've done a lot and that's not all
We've just built half a new Town Hall.

If you've no brains there's jobs galore
You can easily be a councillor.

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