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Morning Bricky Turd
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Good play on wurds there Mr mad
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The Boast of Gickie Turd
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Mr roar
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See i should work in the social services ive brought you and facts out of your shells
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![]() i do be only Jesting Dickie,Not to be taken seriously ![]() Cheers,I love it,Looking forward to March already ![]() |
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Nothing like it when the roar goes up for the supreme
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Here Comes Geordie, back in town again
Here Comes Geordie, strutting down the lane Girls all want to toy with his affection Boys all say, he loves his own reflection Hey now, Geordie, sing us all a song Whoa there, Geordie, where's your mother tongue? It don't sound like Tyneside to me Geordie, are you from Jamaic Ð ee? Here comes Geordie in his private plane Got to save the planet once again Good old Geordie, righteous as can be Cut down the forest just to save a tree Good old Geordie went to buy a hat Geordie says, My head won't fit in that It's so swollen, much to my surprise They're all too small, there's nothing in my size Here comes Geordie acting in a play He's no Gielgud or Olivier Stiff as cardboard, isn't it a drag Ð can't Act his way out of a paper bag Here Comes Geordie, back in town again Here Comes Geordie, strutting down the lane Girls all love him, think he is the end Boys all say, the mirror's his best friend ![]() |
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HE HE
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Do i owe you any money mr smirnoff
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