Ahhhh mate
(Humming)
I want me a Vegas girl.
I don't like the song,
But I'd love me a Vegas girl
How do I have the audacity to say this?
I'm a bit of sadist, girl
I say this, I say that. Whatever I say, I never take back
I've got no respect, ask Dream Mclean and his enormous head
I ain't got the heart to care
Ask him how long he spends in the barber's chair
(I wouldn't wanna be your barber)
Picture me on sheep, on barber (bahhh)
I'm green like a frog and I ribbit
No I've not lost it, I'm just being silly
I really need an 'ump and I'm going on milli
I Don't mean I'm going on millie!

How much lower can he go?
My mind can only be described as unhealthy
No, I wasn't made in Chelsea, I'm just living there [?]

I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes

(You're gonna be the death of me)

I've had an idea
Who knows how we can raise the national iq? I do
Take every member of every reality tv show, throw a little trip on a ship and then sink the boat
Thank God Millie quit the show
I'm unbiased, it's simple
Millie would've been in the shit (ship) too
A prick to, anybody and everybody, there ain't a woman alive, I wouldn't have gave it to
But you came into my life
And now everything's so sweet
I've found my perfect match in a woman, who give more hugs than me,
Millie

Me and my bird are barmy, 2 peas in a pod and [?]
Couldn't care less what the world thinks of me, as long as the in-laws think that I'm charrrming!
(Darling)

I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes

In a couple of years, I'll be speaking posh
He ain't hood anymore, he's a toff
Picture me here speaking, in a posh accent
Come hither now, clean my c***
(What?)
'What did you say young man? Is this the way you people behave, young man? '
That's when she hit me with the walking stick
'That ought to teach you, for talking shit'
I don't even know, who she was
This is what the weed does
Millie, I'm gonna be with you forever
Or until the day we get divorced and I I get taken to the cleaners
Probably for getting caught, fondling the clean-errrr
It's never gonna happen, she's 68
She has had 4 children
It would be like throwing a hotdog, down a hallway

I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
I wear them dead man shoes
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Dead Mans Shoes Lyrics

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