Get Weavin'

Get weavin'
Well the fair comes down just once every year
The Macc Lads go there when they’ve supped their beer
So get weavin'
With the Brut 33
And forget your tea
We’re going down town to get some chips and pies
And I’ll bet you ten pints I’ll get you whipped tonight
I’ll bet you ten pints I’ll get you whipped tonight
There’s crack over there, sittin' on benches
Two of them are dead fit
And one of them’s got dentures
Get weavin', the blond one’s mine
Get weavin', it’s nearly closing time
Hey up my love, are you comin' for a ride
We’re all going to the fair tonight
We’re all going to the fair tonight
I said, Het up my love
I’ve got a suggestion
Hey up my love, will you feel my errection
Hey up my love do you want a meat injection?
Your eyes are beautiful brown
How’s about buying a round?
Stez is in the subway beating up a queer
So don’t mess with Macc Lads and don’t spill their beer…
Get weavin', in Macclesfield
Get weavin', and get your knackers feeled
Kiss your crack but miss her lips
She’s got a scabby face and she smells of chips
She’s got a scabby face and she smells of chips
I said, hey up my love, I’ve got a suggestion
Hey up my love, will you feel my errection
Hey up my love, do you want a meat injection?
Your eyes are beautiful brown
How about buying a round?
Hey up my love, hey up my loive, hey up my love
How about buying a round?
Get your knickers down