Sweatty Betty lyrics

Sweatty Betty lyrics

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Send "Sweatty Betty" Ringtone to your Cell Well, she wore big knickers, And she worked on t` sewage farm, I got me `and down `er jeans an` I nearly lost half me arm. But after ten pints, Looked quite fit, Couldn`t wait to get me hands On her flabby tits. Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, So I said slap that and ride the ripples, I`ve just got to get me gob `Round her inverted nipples. She had a massive arse And sweatty breasts, Thirty eight inch, She were a mound of flesh. Sweatty Betty, she eats a lot of pies, Sweatty Betty, she`s got enormous thighs, Sweatty Betty, have you smelt her breath, Sweatty Betty, she`ll crush a man to death. And I knew that she wanted me fer shag `er, So I stabbed `er cunt with me mutton dagger, I couldn`t believe the spots on her bum, She used to play for Wigan at the back of the scrum. Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty. `An I`ve seen real Maccicians gerroff `ome But you know me, I`ll shag endless buer. Sweatty Betty, she eats a lot of chips, Sweatty Betty, she`s got massive tits, Sweatty Betty, she`s got a huge vagina, Sweatty Betty, you`d fit a bus inside `er. Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, she`s so obscene, Sweatty Betty, it doesn`t matter to me. Sweatty Betty, she`s like a lump of lard, Sweatty Betty, she makes me willy hard. England`s Glory Shut up and listen, I`m gonna tell thee a story, About me trip down south, To the crotch of England`s glory. Took some Dombies and a Bod can, To make me fell at home, I`m going down London, Dig up paving stones. Got to London half past six, And I wished I`d never come, `Cos there`s puffs down `ere Drinkin` halves of larger, Without notes from their mum`s. No gravy at the chippy, And what`s a savaloy? Every pub were full of boring Isling bottom boys. We are all just simple lads, Never asked for much, Just twenty pints on a Friday night, An` a wife at home to fuck. If I live to be forty, I`ll never understand, Why they`re up `till eleven, To drink beer that`s second-hand. Dialling 0625 on the telephone, I shouts `pull us a pint of bitter ale The night I`m comin` home.` We are all just simple lads, Never asked for much, Just twenty pints on a Friday night, And a wife at home to fuck. Yeah, we are all just simple lads Never asked for much, Just twenty pints on a Friday night, And a wife at home to fuck. (repeat Send " Sweatty Betty" Ringtone to your Cell Sweatty Betty lyrics @ ELyrics | Sweatty Betty lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Sweatty Betty lyrics @ Songlyrics | Sweatty Betty lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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