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Friday Mornin'
Forty five pints a heavy
reheated Asian food in the take away early
take it hame an watch the telly
this is good but going to be hell eh!
Friday Night
up in the mornin wi dehli belly
sixty pounds I spent last night
a thought a lost it whit a fright
breath stinks garlic n fags wonderin whit a done
a bet the day drags
in the crowd yer number one
sixteen pints a show ma bum
did a really dae aw that
an awful sight aw that fat
mixing with girls hee! look at me
pints lined up by the three
d'ye fancy cummin hame by the sea
the river Clyde eh! you an me
this is like something oot a book
"aye son but take wan look, ye couldnay raise that wee thing oan a hook"
"look son, it's effin freezin cover it up it might start sneezin
back at the pub worse for wear
ye did so wi that tart o'er there
look jimi yuv hud enough
you'll hifty gaw now aint it tough
a'l stick the bunnet oan ye wait n see
agh awa hame te yer bed afore ye start greetin oan me
Saturday Mornin'
did a really dae aw that gracious me
burpoof! this is aw a need wait n see
oh jeez ma heidz goin in an oot
where's ma claes an ma ither boot
sod the wash am goin oot
11:00am
ah doon te ra pub away a go
it's the second haulf a ma green giro
awright Jim! sorry aboot last night
can a hae a wee pint a heavy Jim
a promise tae behave while am in
aye, awright but a wid take it easy in your gemme
look at the resty rem their awra same
am really sorry fur whit a done
so ye keep sayin' yer no the only one
Sunday morning
Sunday morning ah well! that's me skint
I'll spend the next fortnight eating pink lint
ye know some people worse do fail
but a keep enough money furra Sunday Mail
another fortnight mouchin' an tappin
no even a rolla arse paper fur aw that crappin
the Sunday Mail 'll be a wrappin
ma maw yoosty say "always remember son, there's always somedy wurs aff than yersel"
well I'll tell ye wan thing if they ur
they must have an effin good hangover!!
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