Up ToThe Fells Songtext
von King of the Slums
Up ToThe Fells Songtext
She folded her powerful arms
Across her heavy bosom
A Wigan housewife past her best
But she can make the best of me any day that she wants
Oh god, how I wish
One thing would lead to another
And from my enquiries you′re not shy
You were known as a dirty little bugger...
Oh I'm going to ask you
Do you need any odd jobs doing?
How about yer windows cleaning, missus?
Please let me in and do for me what you can...
Oh let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let's skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Oh let's skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Woah let′s go up there
Woah let's go up there
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells...
Oh if only I′d known,
You'd clout the brat and send him home
And with a gob like yours
I'll be the talk of the north
She folded her powerful arms
Across her heavy bosom
A Wigan housewife past her best
But she can make the best of me any day that she wants...
Oh let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Woah let's go up there
Woah let′s go up there
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells...
Across her heavy bosom
A Wigan housewife past her best
But she can make the best of me any day that she wants
Oh god, how I wish
One thing would lead to another
And from my enquiries you′re not shy
You were known as a dirty little bugger...
Oh I'm going to ask you
Do you need any odd jobs doing?
How about yer windows cleaning, missus?
Please let me in and do for me what you can...
Oh let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let's skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Oh let's skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Woah let′s go up there
Woah let's go up there
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells...
Oh if only I′d known,
You'd clout the brat and send him home
And with a gob like yours
I'll be the talk of the north
She folded her powerful arms
Across her heavy bosom
A Wigan housewife past her best
But she can make the best of me any day that she wants...
Oh let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be
Let′s skip up to the fells
Show me what a Lancashire lass you used to be...
Woah let's go up there
Woah let′s go up there
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells
We'll go up, up, up to the fells
We′ll go up, up, up to the fells...
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