Chorus
She will leave/
There’s no debate/
She getting off quite shortly/
Trying to escape/
But he ain’t bothered cos he knows that she’ll be back again/
Verse 1
Now Tony tells Angela/
That he’s nipping out for a pint/
And he knows just how to handle her/
To make everything seem right/
A few hours turn to many/
Then that buggers gone all night/
That’s why she’s leaving/
(Whoa)
So the journey home begins
And guess what Tony’s off his head/
On the way back he relieves himself/
All over a neighbours hedge/
But his aim is quite abysmal/
As he’s pissing on his legs/
This kid is steaming/
(Whoa)
Chorus
Verse 2
So now it’s key in door/
Tony sneaks quietly up to bed/
He’s got another thing coming if he thinks that he’s loving/
And he’s getting some drunken sex/
Angela says nothing he better take the couch instead/
Then she starts screaming/
(Whoa)
So in the morning when he wakes/
He best make up for his mistakes/
He’s now Tony the chef/
Taking her breakfast in bed/
She just can’t leave him/
(Whoa)
Chorus (above)
Middle 8
What if she leaves and it’s too late/
And now your beds been made/
For you to lie in/
Realising that you’ve lost a gem/
Chorus (above)
She will leave/
There’s no debate/
She getting off quite shortly/
Trying to escape/
But he ain’t bothered cos he knows that she’ll be back again/
Verse 1
Now Tony tells Angela/
That he’s nipping out for a pint/
And he knows just how to handle her/
To make everything seem right/
A few hours turn to many/
Then that buggers gone all night/
That’s why she’s leaving/
(Whoa)
So the journey home begins
And guess what Tony’s off his head/
On the way back he relieves himself/
All over a neighbours hedge/
But his aim is quite abysmal/
As he’s pissing on his legs/
This kid is steaming/
(Whoa)
Chorus
Verse 2
So now it’s key in door/
Tony sneaks quietly up to bed/
He’s got another thing coming if he thinks that he’s loving/
And he’s getting some drunken sex/
Angela says nothing he better take the couch instead/
Then she starts screaming/
(Whoa)
So in the morning when he wakes/
He best make up for his mistakes/
He’s now Tony the chef/
Taking her breakfast in bed/
She just can’t leave him/
(Whoa)
Chorus (above)
Middle 8
What if she leaves and it’s too late/
And now your beds been made/
For you to lie in/
Realising that you’ve lost a gem/
Chorus (above)