Gang of Lust

Drinking gin at half past five Chatting up a bird with a dodgy eye I found me a girl on a pasty face Do her right when the fellow arrives Drop the pills down off me crust Meet the lads, I'm coming up The cheeky line of devil dust We're a wealthy gang of lust Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Members only at the club We give the door blokes header up Seconds later, we're off our rocks In this sweaty, pumping box Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Doorbell ringing at 3 a.m. The next door neighbor complaining again What's your fucking problem, mate? I'm up for work at half past eight Calm it, come here, have a beer We're all decent people here All these birds here, licks his lips Wicked nights Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked, let's get fucked Let's get fucked up on the town Let's get fucked

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