Libertines, The
Dirty Pretty Boy
i goes to a ball and they call me cinderellaand upon my coat i wear a button hole and he calls my a tidy fellaand next to me comes old mother brown pulling up her railway socksshe says to me come and have another dance cause it aint quite 12 o clocksooooff we goa round round round and there's gonna be some trouble i knowcause i got no buttons on my trousersand me pins aint none too stronghurry up mrs brown i can fell them coming down and it wont take none to long.
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