Doolally Hak Baker

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[Intro]
And action
Just got a parking fine
But I'm dressed to the nines, who cares?
Just sold a few tickets, racked up a few digits, lovely
Yeah, lads on their way 'round
A few tequilas spare
But I've most of them 'cause I'm a mare
But in a few instances, I'll be right there
Yeah, come on, squat party, warehouse
Lovely jubbly (Oi)
Country's gone right down the pan
But as long as I'm an house music fan
I'll be there with a four-pack of cans, lovely
As long there's no grasses, though
God I hate fuckin' grasses
Thеy should just fuck off if they've long gone past it
Bastards
Fucking grassеs
Just keep them eyelids closed
If I had a couple of strong paper clips
I'd clip their fuckin' eyelids closed

[Verse 1]
Oi, yeah, lads through the door ready to market
Few tequilas spare ,sharpish
Down the Gregory Peck
Bit of cologne on the chest
Tom Ford, yes
Got the text, postcode address, conquest
Lads in their Sunday best, lovely
Uber outside the crescent
Lads peacockin', no pheasant
Heard Sheila's gonna be present too
Fancied her since about year two
Nowadays I heard she loves a bit of gear too
Driver, drop the gear down from three to two
'Round the corner, here you go dudes
Here's a tip for ya, geeza
He had the old school tunes playing
Got us right in the mood
Door number thirty-two, interlude