Although George Formby was in every sense a family entertainer, he fell foul of the censor on more than one occasion, but not, surprisingly, with this song. Consider the following extracts from the lyrics and ask yourself why the couplets don't rhyme!
"Now Mr. Wu, he's got a naughty eye that flickers.
You ought to see it wobble when he's ironing ladies blouses."
"Now Mr. Wu, he's got a laundry kind of tricky,
He'll starch my shirts and collars but he'll never touch my waistcoat."
Alexander Baron - London, England, for above 2