I felt a spot of rain
I had a spot of bother
I had a spot of pain
Can you spot the witness?
Can you spot the difference?
For they both look the same
The one who is the victim
The culprit knew by name
But he'd been spotted in the distance
And attributed the blame
Surely a spot growing larger
Is just increasing shame
Is it a spot in the larder
Or on the window frame
Out, out damn spot
Lady MacBeth cried in vain
Yet I am just as guilty
As I feel a spot of rain
Is that your hand upon my shoulder?
Am I the one to blame?
Did I do it all alone
Or was there an accomplice in the frame?
Make me a spot of lunch, oh won't you deary
I feel a spot hungry, I feel a spot weary
I feel a spot but I forgot
Because a leopard never changes his spots
He justs joins up the dots
And hunts the stripy Zebras
Well I'll be a line instead
They're easier to see
Easier to spot
The wood for the trees
But you have to read between them
And then that's hard to be
The one to draw a line under
A spot of acrimony
Just draw a line
Dot the i's and cross the t's
It's better not to lie
And any way the truth
Ain't got a spot on me
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