Happy birthday time again
So many laughs, remember when
On my birthday you thought I was dead
You rang at 3am, I was at home in my bed
You said 'Where is Sabri?!' and wouldn't let me speak
Then you hung up the phone and fell straight to sleep
You're a bloody nutter
Graze loving mother fucker
Cocktails, order another
Pissed, probably find you in the gutter
But it's your birthday so fuck it
Order champagne by the bucket
Get leathered, get crunk
Wake up the next morning still drunk
And if you fancy a spoon
Or being mounted by a loon
Call on the midnight mounter
For your random encounter
Happy birthday victim number 6!
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