Oi must go down to the pub again, to the raucous pub and the crowd,
And all Oi ask is a pint of Old, and a band that plays too loud,
And the bouncer's kick and the pokies' song, and my eyeballs shaking,
And a hot tart with a cheeky face, and a bar-stool breaking.
1 Oct 2005
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