There`s a man comes down our street
When he passes our door all you can see is his feet
He`s skennin drunk,shouts up the IRA
On top of all this his shins are tattood with the words i want to play
Lizzie Blinkhorn at number seven delights in this
She says its heaven
She`s not seen a mans leg since she was twenty seven
At sixty three she`d love to see
Him calling round for more than tea
Maud and doris at number five
Can`t be doing with all this jive
His teeth fall out when he`s upside down
Maud said to doris
Who is this clown
You know him he`s betty`s chap
They`ve got five kids,she`s always out
He`s a lovely man no wonder he drinks
Have you been in their house
It chuffin stinks
Copyright James Byrne
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