The wife's packed up, she's moving out tonight,
F***ed off with an Arab, I think he's Shi-ite,
She left at eight o'clock, with the furniture and the dog,
And I'll miss him.
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of bitter,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Ba**,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Guinness
And another pint of Guinness if its in a dirty gla**.
No guitar no car and the dog's gone missing,
I haven't got a pot to piss in,
No bog no bed no bread no bin,
She took every f***ing thing.
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of bitter,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Ba**,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Guinness
And another pint of Guinness if its in a dirty gla**.
No kettle no cooker no coffee no cups,
All I need's a handy pub,
No tapes no telly no towels no tears,
Five past eight I'm on the beer,
On the beer,
F***ing right!
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of bitter,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Ba**,
F***! c*nt! wa*k! s***! Mine's a pint of Guinness
And another pint of Guinness if its in a dirty gla**.