Doolally

Lyrics

[Intro] And action Just got a parking fine But I'm dressed to the nines, who cares? Just sold a few tickets, racked up a few digits, lovely Yeah, lads on their way 'round A few tequilas spare But I've most of them 'cause I'm a mare But in a few instances, I'll be right there Yeah, come on, squat party, warehouse Lovely jubbly (Oi) Country's gone right down the pan But as long as I'm an house music fan I'll be there with a four-pack of cans, lovely As long there's no grasses, though God I hate fuckin' grasses Thеy should just fuck off if they've long gone past it Bastards Fucking grassеs Just keep them eyelids closed If I had a couple of strong paper clips I'd clip their fuckin' eyelids closed [Verse 1] Oi, yeah, lads through the door ready to market Few tequilas spare ,sharpish Down the Gregory Peck Bit of cologne on the chest Tom Ford, yes Got the text, postcode address, conquest Lads in their Sunday best, lovely Uber outside the crescent Lads peacockin', no pheasant Heard Sheila's gonna be present too Fancied her since about year two Nowadays I heard she loves a bit of gear too Driver, drop the gear down from three to two 'Round the corner, here you go dudes Here's a tip for ya, geeza He had the old school tunes playing Got us right in the mood Door number thirty-two, interlude [Interlude] [?] You alright darling, Lulu? Were downstairs, can't quite find the route Give us a sec, Hak, I'll be down and find you in a few Alright, lovely [Verse 2] Straight down the stairs, straight through Fairy lights, decorations, everyone;s in some sort of two-step mediation revolution Lovely Sheila's looking like the munchies Curly hair tied up in a coupla bunches With a coupla scrunchies Moving a bit abruptly That'll be the vodka and the packet she clutching Corrr, can't be too keen Corrr, wuite the dream she is More, more, more everything Tequila, reefa Head spinning like a seizure Dealing ether out to a coupla beautiful, beautiful creatures Cracking on Shiela's packet gone Coupla freebies and a cheeky kiss on the cheek later I learned she's got a fella Cheeky Cinderella Still giving me the eye though Lulu, this party's sick Treacles dancing on the sofa Altogether, let's have a photo (Oi, oi) 2 AM, 3AM, 4 AM, session Taylor's caught himself an absolute weapon [Interlude] Ahh ahh He's gonna need more than a few seconds in there Corr, blimey, look at the stare She's bloody fabulous to be fair Haha Blimey [Outro] Yeah, what was that A wonderful three hundred seconds? They're out the carsi now and they're still necking on I blame Lulu This party's one in a trillion! Wow, Sheila's dancing a bit close now Fuck, she's off again Oh, she's back now Teasing the Malteaser Always been a crowd pleaser she has Can't let her have me up Always had the Medusa touch she has Gotta be strong, here, tequila Ooft, shit, vodka straight That'll make my body shake Back in the rave, but it's too fucking late Crash The boys in blue, they've come to infiltrate The bloody lights are on, tit heads everywhere Regroup Ezeikel, Taylor, Vernon, Major, out the back stat Jumped straight out the alley Coupla grassy skallies taking pictures Far from a charismatic exit But just another night to scratch off the tally Doolally