Hooting & Howling
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Carry me, hooting and howling

To the river to wash off my hands

Of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand

Any rival who goes for our girls

Will be left thumb sucking in terror

And bereft of all coffin bearers

A crude art, a bovver boot ballet - equally elegant and ugly

I was as thrilled as I was appalled, courting him in fisticuffing waltz

Now I'm not saying the lads always deserve a braying

And I'm not saying the girls are worth the fines I'm paying

We're just brutes bored in our bovver boots

We're just brutes clowning 'round in cahoots

We're just brutes looking for shops to loot

We're just brutes hoping to have a hoot

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Howling!

Hooting and howling

Hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Howling!

Carry me, hooting and howling

To the river to wash off my hands

Of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand

Any rival who goes for our girls

Will be left thumb-sucking in terror

And bereft of all coffin bearers

Hooting and howling

Hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Carry me, hooting and howling

To the river to wash off my hands

Of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand

Any rival who goes for our girls

Will be left thumb sucking in terror

And bereft of all coffin bearers

A crude art, a bovver boot ballet - equally elegant and ugly

I was as thrilled as I was appalled, courting him in fisticuffing waltz

Now I'm not saying the lads always deserve a braying

And I'm not saying the girls are worth the fines I'm paying

We're just brutes bored in our bovver boots

We're just brutes clowning 'round in cahoots

We're just brutes looking for shops to loot

We're just brutes hoping to have a hoot

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Howling!

Hooting and howling

Hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Howling!

Carry me, hooting and howling

To the river to wash off my hands

Of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand

Any rival who goes for our girls

Will be left thumb-sucking in terror

And bereft of all coffin bearers

Hooting and howling

Hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

Hooting, hooting and howling

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