Area-7 - Nobody Likes A Bogan lyrics

Well he's the king of fashion in his neighbourhood With his ripped blue jeans and a flannelette shirt A well kept mullet and a packet of smokes His mates will tell ya he's a real top bloke His real name is Barry, but his mates call him Bazza And his girlfriend's name is Sharon, but ya just call her Shazza Real top sheila, real top sort She'll even change your stubby while you're watching sport But don't victimise him for his way of life He's sick and tired of hearing people say... Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan He drives a VK Commodore with alloy wheels With a home made spoiler made of crappy steel Pair of fluffy dice and all the other toys But his 'No Fear' sticker is his pride and joy Saturday night the boys hit town Yeah they're cruising the streets with their windows down Put on some Barnesy and they're on their way You'll hear the car comin' from a mile away But don't victimise him for his way of life He's sick and tired of hearing people say... Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan