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Rugby men they play one, they all take it up the bum With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play two, they can't get it up to screw With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play three, the whole fucking team can't satisfy me With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play four, they can't get it up to score With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play five, the whole fucking team can't fucking muff dive With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play six, little men with little dicks With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play seven, they think maturbations heaven With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play eight,i would rather masturbate With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

Rugby men they play nine, they can't get it up in time With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

(Sung slower for a better effect) Rugby men they play ten,little boys who think they're men With a quick fag and a shag send the boys away Womens rugbys what we play

(rugby songs for the girls)

I don't want to be a housewife

I don't want to be a housewife, I'd much rather be a whore.
I'd rather turn some tricks, involving foot-long dicks.
Housework is such a bloody bore. Oh, Blimey!
I don't want to mop this fucking kitchen,
I don't want to sweep this fucking floor.
I'd rather be getting laid, I'm not even getting paid
And as it is I have to ask for more. Oh, Blimey!

Mondays I'd strut the streets of Stratford
Tuesdays I'd beat some meat in Wales
And Wednesdays by the Thames I'd lay them ten by ten
Thursday's saved for all that's female
Friday's for hand jobs and for blow jobs
Saturday's for gang-bangs occupied (occupied)
And Sunday at the palace, I'd mount his royal phallus
And take his royal regents for a ride. Oh, Blimey!

I don't want to be a housewife, I'd much rather be a whore.
I'd rather turn some tricks, involving foot-long dicks.
Housework is such a bloody bore. Oh, Blimey!
Don't want to have this fucking baby,
I'll leave the house this very fucking day (fucking day)
And strut the streets of (Cambridge), Oh, mighty, mighty, (Cambridge),
And fornicate my fucking life away!

mutant, 19.06.07, 14:27

I WILL SURVIVE

For the GIRLS...

At first I was afraid, I was petrified
By the ugly wanker that was lying by my side
I would've drunk a little less, I would've tried to keep my head
If I'd known for just one second, I'd be in your crusty bed....

I tried to go, walk out the door
But I laughed so hard at your small knob that I've fallen on the floor
Yours butts a pimply mess, it's just a broken-out disgrace
But I'd rather look at that, than at your f**king ugly face!

I want to go, I've got to leave
Your talk of chicks and football really makes me want to heave
I only know I've got to stop my drinking spirits and the beer
Cos when I looked at you last night, you looked just like Richard Gere!

I can't believe, that we both shagged
You should be wearing concrete shoes or simply bound and gagged
I'm f**king off right now, I'm jumping on the f**kin' train
And I'm not stopping til I'm home and washed your greeblies down the drain

Please let me go, I feel quite sick
We had the worst sex in the world and you're an ugly prick
I should have shagged your gorgeous mate, at least he's got a lovely flat
But no I go and trust the booze and now I'm stuck with you, you twat

It's time to go, run out the door
You look so ugly, it should really be against the law
I'm going to give up all the booze, I'm going to have no stupid fun
Coz waking up beside your mug, just makes me want to be a nun

I WILL SURVIVE.... I WILL SURVIVE!!!

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mutant, 19.06.07, 14:28

ROLL ME OVER IN THE CLOVER

Now this is number one, and the fun has just begun,

Roll me over, lay me down, and do it again!
Roll me over in the clover,
Roll me over, lay me down, and do it again!

Oh this is number two, and his hand is in my shoe.
Oh this is number three, and his hand is on my knee.
Oh this is number four, and we're rolling on the floor.
Oh this is number five, and the bee is in the hive.
Oh this is number six, and my hand is on his prick.
Oh this is number seven, and we're in our seventh heaven.
Oh this is number eight, and the nurse is at the gate.
Oh this is number nine, and the twins are doing fine.
Oh this is number ten, and we're at it once again.
Oh this is number eleven, and we start again from seven.
Oh this is number twleve, and in his pockets he must delve.
Oh this is number twenty, and I think we've both had plenty.
Oh this is number thirty, and now he's just being dirty.
Oh this is number forty, and what he's proposing is just naughty!

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