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Hen Night Lyrics

The pub went hush, could hear a f** drop,
A glass vibrates on the table top.
Far away, a worrying sound,
The rumble of flesh, from the other side of town.
Sup up your beer, collect your f***,
Before we're hit by flying jam rags,
Clattering heels and giggling squeals,
They scream, they howl, they hiss,
Totter down the cobbles, teeshirts a wobble,
It's the hen night on the p***.

"We're not fussy who we're s*******,
Just get us a rum and black in,
We'll s*** geordies, we'll s*** scousers,
Get your c**** out of your trousers"
I'm buried beneath giggling flesh.
A size fourteen in a size eight dress,
Spritzers spilled, cameras flash,
Your knee's full of a***,
Your 'tache is full of gash,
Handbags swinging, drunken singing:
"Show us yer k***" and "Gissa kiss",
Chippendales then chips and ale,
It's the hen night on the p***
"We're not fussy who we're s*******,
Just get us a rum and black in,
We'll s*** geordies, we'll s*** scousers,
Get your c**** out of your trousers"

To Fade

©1993 The Macc Lads

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Alehouse Rock (1994)