I gets me a night cap
She says gee, I feel crap
I shouts Oi! whats up?
Ya stink, I think yer drinkin too much
She's gone, Yippee!
I turn on, the TV
But there's a snag, coz she's a bag,
she's back to nag & torment me
(Chorus:)
Iddlely aye ay, iddley aye oh...
she makes me cringe, she makes me scream,
Iddeley aye oh, iddley aye ay.
how comes my missus is so mean
SHE'S OBSCENE.
SHE'S OBSCENE
She says get, yer hair cut
she wont let me have a hairy nut
complains, about nowt
No brains, insane shes a strain a pain
I could do without. WITHOUT
SHE'S A BA...
(Guitar bit)
Distressed, I feel blue
You've guessed
it's all down to all down to you
My baby is a battleaxe
and now there's nuthin' I can do...
(Chorus:)
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