A LOVER AND HIS LASS

[An old story told anew]

It was a lover and his lass,
Hey nonny no!
By a fruit machine he made his pass,
Hey nonny no!
He said: "Hi there - you're lookin' cool!"
She said: "Chill off, you spotted fool!"
Then off she went, to play some pool.
Hey nonny no!

He bought for her a rum and coke,
Hey nonny no!
When he said: "Yeah?" she answered: "Oke!"
Hey nonny no!
He'd a ring in his ear, she'd a stud in her nose,
They both wore fringes on their leather clothes,
And big black boots with turned-up toes.
Hey nonny no!

He said: "I'll share when I win the Lottery!"
Hey nonny no!
She said: "Hey, man! - you're a jerk - you gotta be!"
Hey nonny no!
He showed her all his best tattoos;
She showed him hers - he said: "That's news!"
Then she booted up the juke-box with the latest blues.
Hey nonny no!

But when she saw his Yamaha,
Hey nonny no!
She said: "Ton-up is where we are!"
Hey nonny no!
They didn't win the Lottery, they haven't got a mill-i-on,
Each has got a record, but who's the coolest vill-i-an?
And she's in the saddle, while he rides on the pill-i-on.
Hey nonny nonny no!
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