Benny Hill as Anthony Newley-Poor Old Prunella.
Lyrics for those of you who never heard it.
Poor old Prunella was built like a fella,
So she went 'round to see Dr. Kerr,
He said, "Now, then make haste," And when she stripped to the waist,
He could hardly stop calling her, "sir."
"Don't worry your head, I'm a surgeon," he said,
"I'll graft you 2 on just like that,"
But then, he got plastered, the silly old fool,
And he grafted them onto her back.
Now, poor old Prunella, she can't get a fella,
To walk, or to talk, or romance with,
Because no one wants to chat when a girl looks like that,
But, by golly, she's great fun to dance with.