Key: E major
Verse 1
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Juveniles, hide your porno mags
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The girl's got problems at her yard so she's
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packing up her bags full of rags
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Her man got done from Pa Na Na
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fags
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Body bags come back on planes
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a dark aftermath
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Baby T, the juice and the dog just barks
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Remember man the bully always
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Verse 2
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down the old 12 Bar
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White socks, black shoes with
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With a lump in the throat she
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Twos on a cigarette and a
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talk blah blah
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Bloody hell die oh bah da
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Life goes on for all
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Starts off small but it's gonna get bigger
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By the end of this letter it
may all be better
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Verse 3
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Well she's always asking with the who,
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where and how
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The girls say ooh la la
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Well if I had another chance
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I'd do it differently now
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And the girls say ooh la la la la la la la
From Trafalgar Square where
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the crack pipe reeking
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the ceiling's leaking
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first started chatting
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never stopped speaking
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the bad behavior
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bies, delivering the papers
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Oh, you'll never get nowhere
Cause I'm the pacemaker
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Verse 4
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(Keepup, runny runny run run)
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she's easy on the eye
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Some say that today only the good
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Ipee-oh-kai-yay,
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it's it's it's been right good day
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I wanna ask questions but
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How did you get to where you going to before
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you came slowly moseying through this bar?
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You started your race,
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Jonny Cockeral wants his money
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Give up the man he's a fruit
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and nut bar
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Verse 5
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(I'm serious, he's a real nutter)
Verse 6
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Oh, I gotta see the
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GP, coughing up lungs
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Doc says stop or you're go ing die young
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I haven't even started
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You young don't listen, you just carry on
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Well, we heard it before
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when your song got sung
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Get a grip son
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Why?
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We're not captains just
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skivvy sunken
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live fast die young
Verse 7
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Trespassers on the private property
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Remember back then it was
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Pas get cancer
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Vagabond Sandy crying out
for he missed her
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Missed her so much that he went
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this is a song about you
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We all went out and we got pissed-ola
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Verse 8
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fight he's a right big cunt
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But the fellas say go on my son,
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someone gets done
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But the fellas say go on my son, my son
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Well, I'm more likely to pick up and run
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But the fellas say go on my son, my son
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Ah fuck it, well, he's a right big cunt
But I'll knock him one, fuck that
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