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THE MACC LADS LADY MUCK LYRICS

I'm going to sing a song about Lady Muck,
It wasn't her real name, but it rhymes with 'fuck',
I'm going to knack my voice doing this for too long,
Come on, Fast Fret, let's get on with the song.

She was sitting at a table, shouting: 'Waiter! Where's the wine list?'
(You don't come in McDonalds if you really want to get pissed)
'Take me for a drink!' She handed me her car keys,
' Get me out of here, This place is full of grelbies.'

You can use her piss for perfume and her pubes for dental floss,
And her shit would make good toothpaste because she's so fucking posh,
Lady Muck.

Drove her out of town, Friday night was pay night,
She said she was a witch, I turned into a lay-by,
Did a spell of snogging, had a spot of fingering,
Found out her name was Janet by the labels on her lingerie.

She had a fur coat and no knickers, but she were a real lady
She never swore or farted and she drove a gold Mercedes.
Lady Muck.

You can use her piss for perfume and her pubes for dental floss,
And her shit would make good toothpaste because she's so fucking posh,
She had a fur coat and no knickers, but she were a real lady
She never swore or farted when she spilt her chips n gravy,
Lady Muck,
Lady Muck,
Lady Muck,
Lady Muck.

©1989 The Macc Lads


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