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macc lads - lady muck lyrics

well i want to sing a song about lady muck yoooh,
well, it weren’t her real name, but it rhymed with f-ck.
an’ i’m gonna nacc me voice doin’ this for too long,
come on fast fret, let’s get on with the song.
she was sitting at a table shouting “waiter where’s the wine?”
but you don’t come in macdonald’s if you really want to get p-ssed,
take me for a drink, she handed me her car keys,
get me out of here, the place is full of grelbies.
you can use her p-ss for purfume and her p-b-s for dental floss,
and her sh-t would make good perfume because she’s so f-cking posh,
lady muck.
drove her round the town, friday night were pay night,
she said she was a witch and turned into a layby,
did a spell of snogging and a spot of fingering,
found her name was jonelle by the lables on her lingerie…
she had a fur coat and no knickers,
but she were a real lady,
and she never swore or farted
and she drove a gold mercedes,
lady muck.
yaaaaaaaaw.
you can use her p-ss for purfume and her p-b-s for dental floss,
and her sh-t would make good perfume because she’s so f-cking posh,
she had a fur coat and no knickers,
butshe were a real lady,
and she never swore or farted
when she spilt her chips and gravy.
lady muck,
lady muck,
lady muck,
lady muck.

- macc lads lyrics

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