The Tennis Song - Roger Allam, Susannah Fellows

You seem at home on the court

Let’s say that I’ve played around

Well you don’t look like the sort

My hidden talents abound

A competitor hasn’t been found to defeat me

I’ll bet you’re a real good sport

Shall we say the ball is in your court

I’ll bet you like to play rough

I like to work up a sweat

And you just can’t get enough

I’m good for more than one set

But I promise I’ll show no regret if you beat me

My backhand is clearly my forte

Shall we say the ball is in your court

No one ever plays with me

I thought your next of kin did

My husband never plays with me

He’s too easily winded

You leave me breathless too

Wait till our match is through

I may lack form and finesse

But I warm up in a jiff

It’s not exciting unless

The competition is stiff

I think I understand your racket

I’m not in your league

But you can hack it

This game commences with love

Well I think love is a bore

Let’s give the tempo a shove

And raise the stakes a bit more

One thing I’m positive of

It’s time for someone to score

Tell me how you like to play

On grass or clay and ev’ry day

They’re both okay but time is running short

Darling, let’s don’t dilly dally

Ready for a rousing rally

Shall we say the ball is in your court

Shall we say the ball is in your court