paroles de chanson Excuse My Brother (radio edit) - The Mitchell Brothers
Tony,
Tony,
Tony
Only
had
a
couple
But
he's
had
a
fair
few
shots
And
he
starts
to
swear
a
lot
But
she
hasn't
bared
a
drop
And
thus
everyone
stares
too
much
Cor
blimey,
see
that
bird,
take
a
good
look
at
her
skirt
Oh
me
word,
I
can
see
heaven
take
me
far
from
Earth
I'll
have
some
of
that,
love,
how
much
are
you
worth?
No,
I'm
not
being
tricky
love,
this
glass
is
me
first
Now
how
about
a
score?
Okay
then
25
Why
did
you
slap
me
for?
I
was
trying
ta
be
kind
Go
get
your
boyfriend
then,
I
ain't
gonna
run
So
what
if
he's
a
boxer,
I'm
already
numb
Now
out
of
the
way,
it's
me
turn
same
again,
son
What
did
you
say,
cunt?
I'll
tell
you
when
I'm
done
I'm
drunk,
you're
flippin'
drunk,
in
fact
you're
raw
some
Come
on
then,
let's
have
it
then,
now
where
the
hell's
me
gun?
Oh
you
all
think
it's
a
joke,
well
let's
just
see
When
I
count
to
three,
you
will
all
respect
me
Dead
bag
I
Tony,
everyone
knows
me
What's
wrong
now
sweetheart,
are
we
getting
cold
feet?
But
he's
had
a
fair
few
shots
And
he
starts
to
swear
a
lot
But
she
hasn't
bared
a
drop
And
thus
everyone
stares
too
much
Excuse
me,
can
I
have
a
word
outside
if
you
please?
What
if
I
refuse,
what
are
you
gonna
do,
geez?
Oi,
lets
cut
to
the
chase,
did
you
disrespect
me
Stace?
Oh
you
mean
that
slag,
she's
a
bloody
disgrace
I
offered
her
25,
and
she
slapped
me
in
me
face
I
mean,
would
you
believe
it,
Ted?
Right
in
me
face
She's
lucky
she
didn't
get
put
right
in
her
place
That's
it,
I've
had
enough,
outside,
come
on,
let's
go
now
Listen,
bruv,
that's
enough
I'll
put
it
blunt,
you're
looking
like
a
cunt
Breathe
in,
breathe
out
Or
you'll
end
up
in
the
back
of
the
meat
van
Like
you
always
do
when
you
have
a
glass
of
gin
and
juice
Causing
trouble
in
the
venue
What
you
trying
to
make
the
10
o'clock
news?
No,
no,
don't
talk,
your
ignorance
will
be
a
downfall
What
you
gotta
shout
loud
for?
Embarrassing
yourself
when
you're
outdoors
Talking
like
you
got
big
balls
Gritting
your
teeth
like
a
Pit
Bull
Looking
like
you're
gonna
be
sick
Dude,
check
yourself,
mate,
you're
a
Mitchell
But
he's
had
a
fair
few
shots
And
he
starts
to
swear
a
lot
But
she
hasn't
bared
a
drop
And
thus
everyone
stares
too
much
Please
excuse
my
brother
He's
got
too
much
booze
in
his
bladder
Giving
you
all
the
chitter
chatter
Getting
all
rude
in
a
geezer
manner
Please
accept
my
apologies
on
his
behalf
And
I
don't
think
that
he
really
meant
to
squeeze
your
arse
But
he
was
being
an
idiot
that
I
can't
deny,
I
must
admit
That
he
was
out
of
line,
and
he
pushed
it
just
a
little
bit
But
what
about
you
though,
showing
off
flesh
like
a
sumo
Your
skirts
up
too
high,
and
your
top's
cut
too
low
And
there's
your
boyfriend,
acting
like
a
boss,
kinda
like
Hugo
Put
yourself
in
my
brother's
shoes
mate,
what
if
it
was
you,
bro?
Let's
just
all
get
along
Do
a
little
dance
to
some
songs
Forget
about
this
nonsense
We
can
all
move
on
Tony,
Tony,
Tony
Only
had
a
couple
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