macc lads - bitter fit crack lyrics
walked in the bear’s at a quarter to eight,
dumped the bint in the corner, let it talk to its mates
got myself a pint and a packet of tabs
time to get p-ssed and have a laugh with the lads
i’m trying to pull crack when the bint wanders up
‘give over woman, i’m trying to sup!’
she’s cramping my style, i decide to warn her:
‘f-ck off slag, get back in your corner.’
bitter, fit crack down the old bear’s head,
the wife’s sh-t in bed, i want another one instead
she wants me to f-ck her and she spreads like b-tter
bit of fit crack down the old bear’s head
i’m chatting up this bird, and i’m telling her jokes
i look at the bint, and she’s talking to a bloke!
he was a poof, drinking lager and lime, i shout:
‘kn-b off, f-ckstain, this one’s mine!’
bitter, fit crack down the old bear’s head,
the wife’s sh-t in bed, i want another one instead
she wants me to f-ck her and she spreads like b-tter
got to find another hole to dip my bread,
there’s a bitter fit crack down the old bear’s head
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