One too many
Rings of fire
Knock down plenty
Poundland cider
Wait for lucy
She's the driver
She's off home early
To let steve inside her
When you're ready
The nights still young
We're girls on tour
We're full time mums
When you're ready
The nights still young
Not tonight love
You're mates to drunk
For fucksake Lucy
Are you having a laugh?
One too many
Black sambucas
Knock back plenty
Blue stripe lager
Wait for stevey
He's the driver
He's off home early
To bend lucy over
When you're ready
The nights still young
Lads on tour
We'll shag your mum
When you're ready
The nights still young
Not tonight son
You're mates to drunk
For fucksake stevey
Are you having a laugh?
This is all
Nonsense and bollocks
For the sake of a comment
Do you really care?
This is all
Nonsense and bollocks
Make your memories
To keep not share.
This is all
Nonsense and bollocks
But don't forget
To tag us there....yeah?
Would you not rather be
On a beach in Brazil?
Would you not rather be
On the streets of Nepal?
Would you not rather
Take downtown LA?
Would you not rather
Make love till you break?
Because this is all nonsense & bollocks
For the sake of a comment
Do you really care?
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Author:
Edthepoet (
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- Category: Humor
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Comments4
loved this 🙂 nice work
Love it, good bawdy fun. Can hear a pub crowd singing those chorus's.
Cleverly put together.
Seems like rap to me. Who gives f* this is just a comment. Who cares. By the way some call me Lucy and I'm from Brazil. Steve is too old for me and probably don't f* anymore. Sorry, I just got carried away by your fun write. Thank you
fuck me, this is brilliant fun. great poem, including the French lesson.
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