If it wobbles … it ain’t jam. It’s jelly. And jelly ain’t for muffins - even if made from Englishmen in the moon day sun. Jam is.


So jam up and jelly tight …

Jam up and jelly tight
My, my, my, my baby
Now you're outta sight
Jam up and jelly tight
You look a little naughty
But you're so polite
Jam up and jelly tight
You won't say you will but
There's a chance that you might

By Tommy Roe.