Bloke lyrics

I hate the new-age guys

I`m a chauvinist

I live on beer and pies

Tried to tell ya

But ya look at me like maybe I`m an angel underneath

Huh don’t brush me teeth



Yesterday I lied

But all me mates gave me a real good alibi

Thanks guys [no worries mate]

I really went out drinking

I told you I was at work

Don’t ask me for commitment

Coz it`s something I will shirk



CHORUS 1

I`m a bloke I`m an ocker

And I really love your knockers

I`m a labourer by day

I piss up all me pay

Watching footy on TV

Just feed me more VB

Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away



Or take me as I am

This may mean you`ll have to fetch another can

Rest assured that if I start to make you breakfast

I`m going to extremes

Though tomorrow I’ll get shitfaced

And today wont mean a thing



CHORUS 2

I`m a bloke I`m a yobbo

And me best mates name is Robbo

Winfield is me cigarette

I dress in flannelette

Shearers singlet that is blue

Throw in a few tattoos

You know you wouldn’t want me any other way



When you think you’ve got me figured out

The season’s already changing

From footy to cricket

I think it`s cool when I act like a tool

And me mates try to shave me



Chorus 1

Chorus 2
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