She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12
Baby keep a little 2 for me
She could be sweet 16, bustin' out at the seams
It's still love in the first degree
When he's at my gate, with a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
Look what I found in my beer
A couple of dancing ladies and a ticket out of here
Look what I found in my beer
A start to being lonely and an end to my career
Look what he found in...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
One day I'm loaded, next day I'm broke
Spent all my money on whisky and coke
Riding high 'till the rock hit the spoke
It's like window shopping for blinds
Spent all my money on a ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
How long's a tear take to dry
When a woman has no breeze?
How long's a tear take to dry
When a woman, when a woman's on her knees?
How long's a tear take to dry
When a woman ha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
This table has four sturdy legs
And a heart of very near wild oak
When others would have screamed out loud my friend
This one never even spoke
I've been sat upon, I've been spat u...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
If I walk like a fool, I've walked like that since school
But maybe it's the lure of the sea
Who knows the effect,
That whisky could've had on me
It could've been the lure of the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
Big coin that you toss for heads or tails
Big coin that you let slip down the drain
Big coin didn't find where it landed
Big coin, big coin
Big coin that you dropped in the river...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
When you're too old for the swings
You tend to choose the slide
And they never seem to warn you
The slide's your final ride
And when you're at the top of it
And you cannot see the ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
With a face like a crab's bus ticket
And skin like a llama's door mat
He was always gonna struggle
Nature had seen to that
He dreamt of those old-fashioned movies
Where Bogart get...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
Here comes Pockets
His trousers hold a thousand deadly sins
The maddest things we ever found in bins
He clutches them and looks at you and grins
Here comes Pockets
The children wa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South