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Drinking gin at half past five Chattin up a bird with a dodgy eye I vomit Jaeger on her pasty thighs Doin a runner when her fella arrives. Drop the pills down off the curst Meet the lads I'm coming up The cheeky line of devil dust We're a wealthy gang of lust Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Letras de cancionesMembers only at the club We give the door blokes head a rub Seconds later we're off our rocks In this sweaty pumping box Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Door bell ringing at 3 a.m. The next door neighbour complaining again What's your fucking problem mate I'm up for work at half past 8 Calm it Kermit have a beer We're all decent people here All these birds he licks his lips Wicked mate Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked (Let's get mashed up on the town, call the dealer while she's going down) Let's get fucked (In the morning we're dredged in brown) Let's get fucked up on the town (breakfast Stellas' at the goose and crown) Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked Let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked! From Letras Mania