The Macc Lads - Geordie Girl lyrics

New face in the pub on a Friday night. "You alright?" I asked where she worked, she said, "Iawok dahn sayan" She were feeling "kanna closhy" She were of t'"Neddie" I think she must have meant the bog. Do you want a drink love? She says "Aye rhebob, Hey Bob" Hey Bob? Tardy la**, Geordie girl, With her crusty gusset and a gob the size of the town. Tardy la**, Geordie girl, The canny la** 'till after closing time. Let's go somewhere quiet before me mates arrive, You look lovely. What's wrong with beer? Oh for f**'s sake, You're too ugly. I'll have another Hey Bob, or else a pint of Scotch, And then you can play with me pink bits. I'm not made of dosh. Alright then, f** off, Southern git. Southern git? Tardy La** Geordie girl, He gave her pints and f*gs and pints and grub and shorts. Tardy La** Geordie girl, She gave him earache and penal warts. Penal warts... Tardy La** Geordie girl, She talked and talked he couldn't understand a thing. Tardy La** Geordie girl, By Sunday night she needed emptying. Tardy La** Geordie girl, Tardy La** Geordie girl.