Go-Kart Mozart - Mickie Made The Most lyrics

They say that Mickie made the most
Nicky went to Nashville
Ricky Wilde gave up the ghost
And they all sailed out together
In the little Rak boat

They say that Michael lost his head
He took a funny pill and ended up in bed
As the Liverpool skies got light
He was nearly brown bread
As the Liverpool skies got light
He was nearly brown bread

When the sun beats down
It's summer in the city
The little girls shine
Thеy're looking so pretty
When wе lift their tiny skirts
Oh they blush a pure red
And the London boys
Yeah they think they're so flash
With their jigsaw tops and
Their checkered burro slacks
When they get back from the club
They play City of the Dead

What 'appened to young Gary Shaw?
He played for Villa
He don't play for them no more
And the crowds on the terraces
Shout for Gary Shaw
And the crowds on the terraces
Shout for Gary Shaw
And the Holte End kids shout for Gary Shaw
Ah that blonde haired Brummie kid
He sure could score

When the sun beats down
It's summer in the city
The little girls shine
They're looking so pretty
When we lift their tiny skirts
Oh they blush a pure red
And the London boys
Yeah they think they're so flash
With their jigsaw tops and
Their checkered burro slacks
When they get back from the club
They play City of the Dead

When they get back from the club
They play City of the Dead
When they get back from the club
They play City of the Dead
When they get back from the club
They play City of the Dead
Yes they do, they play City of the Dead