chris franklin - bloke lyrics
bloke – chris franklin
i hate the new age guys
i’m a chauvinist
i live on beer and pies
tried to tell you,
but you look at me,
like maybe i’m an angel underneath
haven’t brushed me teeth.
yesterday i lied
but all me mates
gave me a real good alibi
thanks guys
i really went out drinking,
i told you i was at work
don’t ask me for commitment,
’cause it’s something i will shirk
i’m a bloke,
i’m an ocker
and i really love your knockers
i’m a labourer by day,
i p-ss 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 -ssured,
that if i start to make you breakfast
i’m going to extremes
but tomorrow i’ll get sh-tfaced,
and today won’t mean a thing
i’m a bloke
i’m a yobbo,
and me best mate’s name is robbo
winfield is me cigarrete
i dress in flanellette
shearer’s 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
i think it’s cool
when i act like a tool
and my mates try to shave me
i’m a bloke,
i’m an ocker
and i really love your knockers
i’m a labourer by day,
i p-ss up all me pay
watching footy on tv
just feed me more vb
just pour my beer,
and get my smokes,
and go away
i’m a bloke
i’m a yobbo,
and me best mate’s name is robbo
winfield is me cigarrete
i dress in flanellette
shearer’s singlet that is blue
throw in a few tattoos,
you know you wouldn’t
want me any other way
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