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**Uncle 'erbert on the Joanna Aunty Mabel on the mike. Singing rollout the barrel All Alf ****** on saturday nite. Cousin Doris in the armchairs Face to stop a ****** clock Giving me the greasy eyeball And a stare to knock me round the block Grandad 'arrys in the money His nag came in at 1O to 1 Granny Edie's sweet as honey She get sour when all the money's gone. Cousin Cecil pudding and pie Kissed the girls and made em cry. And when the boys came out to play He kissed them too Cos he's a bit that way. It will end in a ****** fight Mixing this loss is hit and miss But they do it every saturday nite It's just my family on the ****
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
Those old time Saturday nights
**Uncle 'erbert on the Joanna Aunty Mabel on the mike. Singing rollout the barrel All Alf ****** on saturday nite. Cousin Doris in the armchairs Face to stop a ****** clock Giving me the greasy eyeball And a stare to knock me round the block Grandad 'arrys in the money His nag came in at 1O to 1 Granny Edie's sweet as honey She get sour when all the money's gone. Cousin Cecil pudding and pie Kissed the girls and made em cry. And when the boys came out to play He kissed them too Cos he's a bit that way. It will end in a ****** fight Mixing this loss is hit and miss But they do it every saturday nite It's just my family on the ****
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
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