Cifra de I Cant Find My Knickers And I Hate Corned Beef - Chris Mayhem
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Went out with the lads last Friday night. I pulled a young wan
And her skirt was tight. She took me to a house in Lisnabride.
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She pulled down her knickers and pulled down my fly.
[Verse 2]
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After that I had a thirst on me. I made her a sandwich and a cup
of tea. She asked me for a ham and cheese, but all I could find
was a tin of corned beef.
And she said
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I can’t find my knickers and beef. I can’t find my knickers and I
hate corned beef I asked you for a ham and
cheese and now I’m getting sick into a handkerchief because I
cant find my knickers and I hate corned beef
[Verse 3]
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I put on me clothes and then fecked off home. Back to my
house in Garryowen. I sent her a text on my mobile phone,
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I told her I was better off on my own.
But she said
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I can’t find my knickers and I hate corned beef. I can’t find my knickers and I
hate corned beef I asked you for a ham and
cheese and now I’m getting sick into a handkerchief because I
cant find my knickers and I hate corned beef
[Verse 4]
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Gave her a call the very next day. I told her that I might be gay.
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I moved to a house outside Roscrea and I’m riding a guard
called Ronan Hayes
[Chorus]
cause She can’t find her knickers and she hates corned beef.
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She can’t find her knickers and she hates corned beef,
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she asked me for a ham and cheese and
now she’s getting sick into a handkerchief cause she cant find
her knickers and she hates corned beef
[Verse 5]
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Moral of the story lads listen to me, when you do your shopping
up in Aldi. Make sure you get ham and make sure you get
cheese or youll end up with a bitch who hates corned beef
[Chorus]
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I can’t find my knickers and beef. I can’t find my knickers and I
hate corned beef I asked you for a ham and
cheese and I can’t find my knickers and I hate corned beef,
can’t find my knickers and I hate corned beef, can’t find my
knickers and I hate the fecking corned beef