Are you the kind of person,
Who simply votes with your feet,
When hearing tinny in-store music,
That is both ersatz and effete.
Or are you – like my beloved,
A lover of seasonal melodies,
The more saccharine and upbeat the better,
And served with shed loads of cheese!
I am doomed to a diet of Wizzard and Slade,
Happily, also to Phil Spector and Bing,
And the truth is – I’m afraid I admit it,
I can’t help myself, I join in and sing!