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Mother phoned up last night, she was going spare, she was in a temper pulling out her hair |
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You're sister's courtin' a scruffy looking ted, father don't give a monkeys and this is what he said: |
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I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes round here |
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I've got my beer in the sideboard here let Mother sort it out if he comes round here |
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I said to me mother let me 'ave a talk to dad, so he comes to the telephone, he wasn't half mad |
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Said she's got no sense silly little cow and if he comes round here there's gonna be a row |
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I'll tell ya something else and all he's never got a job, he hangs around the betting shop the lazy little yob |
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Mother says calm down now, he's alright, but they're out there snogging in the passage all night |
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I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes round here |
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I've got my beer in the sideboard here let Mother sort it out if he comes round here |
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If he comes round here, I've got my beer, let Mother sort it out, |
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In the sideboard here, got my beer, let Mother sort it out |
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I don't care if he comes round here, |
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You'd think he was a tramp with the stubble on his chin, he looks like something that the cat's brought in, |
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Never got no money, smokes all my fags, got holes in his soles and he's hanging in rags |
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On top of that he said to tell ya why I've got the 'ump, she had a skinny little belly now its sticking out the front |
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Nothing seems to fit her and she's running out of clothes, if he keeps on taking liberties I'll punch him on the nose |
