Manfred Macc Lyrics

There she was just walking down Mill St,
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***)
She looked so fit, I just had to beat me meat,
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***)
Blonde hair, (blonde hair),
Blue eyes, (blue eyes),
Blonde hair, blue eys,
Do you want to try my d*** for size?
Before I knew it, she had kicked me in the b****,
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***)
I never said a word, I couldn't walk, so I crawled,
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***),
Dead fit, (dead fit),
Nice a***, (nice a***),
Dead fit, nice a***,
And she knew her martial arts.
I could tell that she wanted my pork,
So I offered her a ride in my brand new Porsche,
"Do you want a weekend on my yacht in St Moritz?"
She said: "f*** off, you liar," and smashed my b******s with her fist.

She was playing hard to get, I wasn't throwing in the towel,
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***)
"Do you like chicken, love? Well then, taste my k***, its foul (fowl)."
(f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***),
Big t***, (big t***),
Long legs, (long legs),
Big t***, long legs,
She sank a spanner in my head.
f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***,
f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***,
f***, c***, b******, b***** w***, b***** w***.

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