Well Walton birds are posh
And they never go that far But the Grangewood birds are all dirty whores They’ll get kit off in back of your car The Birdholme scrubbers daughters Always go all the way And the Grassmoor birds with their hairy chuffs They are enough to turn you gay I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines birds. Brampton has its famous mile Where the birds all get so drunk I pulled a big flat slag in white high heels But her fanny smelt like a skunk I’ve been all around North Derbyshire And I seen all kinds of birds Yeah, but I couldnt wait to get to Chez Vegas Back to the dirtiest birds in the world I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines birds I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines I wish they all could be St Augustines birds |