Oh you are a mucky kid
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Dirty as a dustbin lid
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When he hears the things that you did
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You'll get a belt from your dad
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Oh you have your Father¡¯s nose
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So crimson, in the dark it glows
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If you're not asleep when the boozers close
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You'll get a belt from your dad
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You look so scruffy lying there
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Strawberry jam tats in your hair
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In all the world you haven't a care
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And I have got so many
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It quite a struggle every day
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Living on your Father¡¯s pay
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The BUGGER drinks it all away
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And leaves me without any
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Although you have no silver spoon
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Better days are coming soon
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Are Nelly¡¯s working at the LUNE
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And she gets her pay on Friday
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Perhaps one day we'll make a splash
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When Littlewoods provides the cash
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We'll get a house in Knotty Ash
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And buy your dad a brewery
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Oh you are a mucky kid
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Dirty as a dustbin lid
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When he hears the things that you did
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You'll get a belt from your dad
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OH you have your old fathers face
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You're growing up a real hard case
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But no one else can take your place
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Go fast asleep for your Mummy
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Liverpool Lullaby
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Crash Test Dummies |