Thom: Chicken Licken! Goosey Loosey!
Have you got your flying goggles mate?
Thom: What mate?
Have you got your flying goggles?
Thom: Can you start off and I'll see if I can remember it?
Thom: Amateur hour! It's us!
[Refrain]
You bit me, bit me, bit me, oh
You bit me, bit me, and now I want more
[Verse 1]
I'm standing in the hall, I'm puking on the wall
It's all heading south to the Conger Hill
The bangers and the mash, the negatives for cash
You're either in the club, baby, or you're not
Whatever turns you on, whatever gets you up
Chief of Police or Vice-Chancellor
Lord and Lady blah-blah, the vicar and the judge
You're all dancing to my little red book
[Refrain]
Because you bit me, bit me, bit me, oh
I got the poison, poison, and now I want more
Have you got your flying goggles mate?
Thom: What mate?
Have you got your flying goggles?
Thom: Can you start off and I'll see if I can remember it?
Thom: Amateur hour! It's us!
[Refrain]
You bit me, bit me, bit me, oh
You bit me, bit me, and now I want more
[Verse 1]
I'm standing in the hall, I'm puking on the wall
It's all heading south to the Conger Hill
The bangers and the mash, the negatives for cash
You're either in the club, baby, or you're not
Whatever turns you on, whatever gets you up
Chief of Police or Vice-Chancellor
Lord and Lady blah-blah, the vicar and the judge
You're all dancing to my little red book
[Refrain]
Because you bit me, bit me, bit me, oh
I got the poison, poison, and now I want more
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