Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
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Bra size 45, bra size 45,
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bra size 45, bra size 45
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Well I went out for a boogie
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a week ago last Tuesday
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I was do ing the Wigan Hustle
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and the Pallet Glide
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I met a girl in pink suspenders
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and her buswams were stupendous
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Like two bald -headed men
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sitting side by side
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She wore a bra size 45
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and she could shoot and chive
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And when she stopped dancing,
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bits of her kept wobbling about
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She said, you drive me crazy,
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burn some rubber on me, baby
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She grabbed my little whistle,
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and she began to shout
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Hit me with your rhythm stick,
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hit me, hit me
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Je t 'adore, hit me the dick,
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hit me, hit me, hit me
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Hit me with your rhythm stick,
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I'm six feet tall and five feet thick
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Hit me, hit me, hit me
Bra size 45, bra size 45
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I couldn't do nothing but stand and stare
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She gave me a hug like a grizzly bear
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I couldn't see much, I thought I was dead
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I had boobs upside my head
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Boobs upside my head,
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boobs upside my head
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Oh, what a frat she had, enough for me
My brother and dad,
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a chest of drawers, no doubt
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One with the top drawer half pulled out
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Oh what a front she got,
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believe me son,
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She got the lot, right before my eyes,
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And she was plus -size forty -five.
Erm, excuse me, what do I do now?
Man, be cool,
gotta get down and have a rap.
I beg your pardon,
I think I'll do a talking bit instead.
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She was the big economy size,
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Her bushwams were gigantic,
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Like two fat little boys,
Wrestling under a blanket,
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The flickering strobes lit up the globe
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s that thrust from her pullover
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I think her name was June,
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cos she was busting out all over
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She said, can you feel the force,
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do you wanna take one step beyond?
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I said, goodness gracious,
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great balls of fire,
there's a whole lot of shaking going on
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She said, knock on wood,
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I'll blame it on the punkie now,
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what do you think about that?
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I said, oh whack it, must be jelly,
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cos Jan don't shake like that
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Not so much of the night fever,
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more like a belt with a tyre lever
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She was not at all pendulous,
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in fact she was tremendulous!
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Bra size 45, bra size 45
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Bra size 45, bra size 45
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She wore a bra size 45
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and when they played I will survive
She went crackers
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and her animal desires
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became much keener
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She said John
I'm only dancing
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but I'd rather be romancing
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She had me in side out and upside down
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in the back of my Cortina
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Hit me with your rhythm stick
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And there in my car
The windows all stained up
I thought of a trend
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She let it all hang out in bronze
Size thirty -five
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And there in my car
I thought this is it
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An instant re play
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My foot out the window in bronze
Size thirty -five
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Hurrah hurrah hurrah hey
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Over the hills and now I'm on my way
I got out my tent, Paul and Tudor
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Hoorah, hoorah, hooray
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Over the hills and now I'm on my way
Come on, let's do the Bristol Stump
She wore a bra size 45
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I thought I never would revive
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When I tackled that young lady
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With the bounciest of blouses
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But she left me for a geezer
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Who had much more chance to please her
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With his own master blaster
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And a pair of baggy trousers
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An d that's why, and that's why,
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an d that's why, and that's why
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I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
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And it does me good like
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it bloody well should
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
And I'm always pulling my pud
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker,
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and it does me god like it
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bloody well should
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker,
and I'm always pulling my pud
Thanks for the mammary,
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I think I've got it sussed
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You've seen one,
you've seen them both,
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I'm gonna go for bust
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Don't they make a lovely pair,
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they look like a couple of Hi malayas
Double top, boogie on down,
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Bristol is my favourite town
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Everybody understands,
arthritis in both hands
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She's a disco pumper,
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she's got a lumpy jumper
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Cross your heart and hope to die
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Please don't poke me in the eye
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I know a girl from Potter's Bar
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Got eaten by a living rat
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Rat size 45, rat size 45
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I said baby, oh baby
Rat 45
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Surround me, drown me
Rat size 45
Engulf me
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Rat size
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Chew me up and spit me out
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Let me shipwreck against
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those white cloaks of Dover
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Get back, Leroy!
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Get back, Lisa!
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I wanna be Mr. In -Between
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She was a bra size 45
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Have you ever seen anything
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like that?
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Come on, let's do the Bristol Stomp!
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Oooo! size forty -five!
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know, when you see things like that,
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you just want to walk up to anyone
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and stick your head between them,
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and go...
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Brass size forty -five!
Woo hoo!
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Brass size forty -five!
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Brass size forty
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What a stupendous lady!
size forty
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You don't get many of those
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to the power.
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Brass size forty -five!
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Brass size forty -five!
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Kick them over your shoulder,
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There's a whole lot of shaking going on
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It must be jelly,
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cause I'm jammed all the
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shake right now
you
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