Hadaway

Ah ye've gotta be joking yr tekkin' the piss I'd have to be stupid to go on wi' this I wasn't born yesterday or even last week It's someone with sailing experience ye seek I wouldn't sail with you's on the last ship aground In a biblical flood I'd be better off drowned So drink up yr bevies and have a good sup I'll no part o' this fancy O' Brian's dreamed up Find some other idiot to pilot your craft And tomorrow ye'll be sober Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall And you're out of your tiny minds I had a friend on the ships his name was Joe Dorsey He'd get into port he'd be straight to the horsies He begged and he pleaded he was some operator 600 to one and he'd pay me back later He claimed it was certain that we'd be in clover And the next time we sailed past the White Cliffs of Dover We'd be sailing a yacht of our own to the Med I lent him the money I was out of me head I didn't see hide of him for nine months maybe ten And didn't the bastard just ask me again For the loan of a tenner he'd pay me back soon All the money he owed me I answered the loon Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall And you're out of your tiny minds I once had a girl down in Tenerife A passionate courtship albeit brief But what happened next it just beggared belief If I tell ye ye'll be sober The second night in she claims she's with child Afore yesterday night she'd been pure undefiled I must be the father court papers she'd filed So what did I tell her me rovers Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall Ye think you've got a case you've got sweet bugger all And you're out of your tiny minds And you're out of your tiny minds And you're out of your tiny minds