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I hate the new age guys I'm a chauvinist I live on beer and pies Tried to tell ya, But you look at me, Like maybe I'm an angel underneath Ha I don't brush me teeth. Yesterday I lied But all me mates gave me a real good alibi Thanks guys (no worry's mate) I really went out drinking, I told you I was at work Don't ask me for commitment, 'Cause it's something I will shirk I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker And I really love your knockers I'm a labourer by day, I piss up all me pay Watching footy on TV Just feed me more VB Just pour my beer, And get my smokes, Letras de cancionesAnd go away Or take me as I am This may mean you'll Have to fetch another can Rest assured, If I start to make you breakfast I'm going to extremes But tomorrow I'll get shitfaced, And today won't mean a thing I'm a bloke I'm a yobbo, and me best mate's name is Robbo Winfield is me cigarrete I dress in flanellette Shearer's singlet that is blue Throw in a few tattoos, You know you wouldn't Want me any other way When you think You've got me figured out The season's already changing (from footy to cricket) I think it's cool When I act like a tool And my mates try to shave me I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker And I really love your knockers I'm a labourer by day, I piss up all me pay Watching footy on TV Just feed me more VB Just pour my beer, And get my smokes, And go away I'm a bloke I'm a yobbo, and me best mate's name is Robbo Winfield is me cigarrete I dress in flanellette Shearer's singlet that is blue Throw in a few tattoos, You know you wouldn't Want me any other way From Letras Mania