The girl walks in the Salty Club
To get a pint of bitter The Charmer says she’s just the job But oh my god I’ve had much fitter He walks over to her table To buy the girl another drink And in return all he requires Is her to make his fingers stink Oh Yeah Lawson stands outside the club Looking for a fight Searching for some Mansfield fans So he can punch out their lights But if any ever turn up Looking for some fun You wouldn’t see young Laws for dust As down Saltergate he’d quickly run Oh Yeah Bunting sits in the corner Dreaming of chips and pies People struggle to get past him Because of his enormous size He staggers out to the toilet And makes a mess on the floor But he hasn’t seen his knob for years Its no wonder that his aim is poor Oh Yeah Jonah sits by the Pool table In his wonderstuff shirt and tie Making plans inside his head How to tell the perfect lie Cos he’s going to be unfaithful Later he’s meeting beef But if Claire should ever find out She’d surely knock out all his teeth Oh Yeah |