Simpering Blonde Bombshell Songtext
von King of the Slums

Bugger this for a lark
A night doing moonies with the lads
Oh my gifts they lie unexpended
And the lights in the little houses remind me I′m cold
Remind me I'm cold
Oh well
A simpering blonde bombshell
Might pull up in her car
And take me, take me dead far
Take me, take me dead far
Take me, take me, take me dead far...


Bugger this for a lark
A night doing moonies with the lads
And a damsel in decline
Tells me all her knickers are on the washing line
Oh go away
Be off with you now
Be off with you now
Coz a simpering blonde bombshell′s gonna pull up in her car
And she's gonna take me dead far
She's gonna take me dead far
Take me, take me, take me dead far...

Bugger this for a lark
A night doing moonies with the lads
Oh my gifts they lie unexpended
And the lights in the little houses remind me I′m cold
Remind me I′m cold
Oh well
A simpering blonde bombshell
Might pull up in her car
And take me to the country
And get me in a hayloft
And say, and say, and say,
"I know this could be a mistake, boy,
But it's one I′m willing to make, boy,
Take me, take me that far
Take me, take me, take me that far..."


Bugger this for a lark
A night doing moonies with the lads
Oh my gifts they lie unexpended
And the lights in the little houses remind me I'm cold
Remind me I′m cold
Oh well
A simpering blonde bombshell
Might pull up in her car
And take me, take me dead far
Take me, take me dead far
Take me, take me, take me dead far...

Take me, take me dead far...

Take me, take me dead far...