Call Me
Blondie
3:33Drinking gin at half past five Jogging up and back with a dodgy eye A boring guy gonna face the fight Do a round when Fredo arrives Drop the pills, I'm off my crust Meet the lads, I'm comin' up A cheeky line of devil dust We are a walking 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 Members only at the club We give the dog boxer 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 Doorbell ringing at 3am The next door neighbour complaining again What's your fucking problem mate? I have to work at half past eight Call me Kermit, have a beer We're all decent people here Oh this bird, 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 messed up on the town Can't you hear what is going down? Tell them all we're dressed in brown Breakfast time with a 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