Ivor Biggun, The D. Kups - Bras On 45 (Dirty Gertie Version) lyrics

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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five

Well I went out for a boogie
A week ago last Tuesday
I was doing the Wiggin' Hustle
And the Palais Glide
I met a girl in big suspenders
And her boswams were stupendous
Like two bald headed men sitting side by side

She wore a bra size forty-five
And she could jump and jive
And when she stopped dancing
Bit's of her kept wobbling about
She said "you drive me crazy
Burn some rubber on me, baby"
She grabbed my little whistle
And she began to shout

Hit me with your rhythm stick, hit me, hit me
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich, hit me, hit me
Hit me hit me with your rhythm stick
I'm six feet tall and five feet thick
Hit me, hit me, hit me

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I couldn't do nothing but stand and stare
She gave me a hug like a grizzly bear
I couldn't see much, I thought I was dead
I had boobs upside my head

Boobs upside my head, boobs upside my head

Oh what a front she had, enough for me
My brother and dad
A chest of drawers no doubt
One with the top drawer half-pulled out
Oh what a front she'd got, believe me son
She's got the lot right before my eyes
And she was bra size forty-five

Erm, excuse me, what do I do now?
Man, be cool - gotta get down and have a rap
I beg your pardon? I think I'll
Do a talking bit instead

She was the big economy size
Her boswams were gigantic
Like two fat little boys
Wrestling under a blanket
The flickering strobes lit up the globes
That thrust from her pullover
I think her name was June
'cause she was busting out all over

She said, "Can you feel the force
Do y'wanna take one step beyond?"
I said, "Goodness gracious, great
Balls of fire
There's a whole lotta shaking going on"
She said, "Knock on wood, I'll
Blame it on the boogie
Now what do ya think about that?"
I said, "Ooh heck, it must be jelly
'cause jam don't shake like that"

Not so much of the night fever
More like a belt with a tire lever
She was not at all pendulous
In fact she was tremendulous!

Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five

She wore a bra size forty-five
And when they played "I Will Survive"
She went crackers
And her animal desires became much keener
She said "John I'm only dancing
But I'd rather be romancing"
She had me inside out and upside down
In the back of my Cortina

Hit me with your rhythm stick

And there in my car, the windows all steamed
My throat on her chin
She let it all hang out in bras
(size forty-five)
And there in my car, I thought "this is it"
An instant replay
My foot out the window in bras
(size forty-five)

Oo rah, oo rah, oo rah ay
Over the hills and now I'm on my way
I got out my Tenpole and Tudor
Oo rah, oo rah, oo rah ay
Over the hills and now I'm on my way
Come on, let's do the Bristol Stomp!

She wore a bra size forty-five
I thought I never would revive
When I tackled that young lady
With the bounciest of blouses
But she left me for a geezer
Who had much more chance to please her
With his own master blaster and
A pair of baggy trousers
Oh what fun they had

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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five

And that's why, and that's why
And that's why, and that's why

I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
And it does me good
Like it bloody well should
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
And I'm always pullin' my pud!
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
And it does me good
Like it bloody well should
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker
And I'm always pullin' my pud!

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Thanks for the mammary
I think I've got it sourced
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You've seen one, you've seen them both
I'm gonna go for bust

Don't they make a lovey pair?
They look like a couple of Himalayas!
Double top, boogie on down
Bristol is my favorite town
Everybody understands arthritis in both hands

She's a disco bumper
She's got a lumpy jumper
Cross your heart and hope to die
Please don't poke me in the eye
I know a girl from Potters Bar
Got eaten by a living thraw

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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
I said baby, oh baby
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Surround me, drown me, engulf me
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Chew me up and spit me out
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Let me shipwreck against those
White cliffs of Dover
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Get back, Leroy!
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Get back, Leroy!
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I wanna be Mr in-Between
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Oo-wee!
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She was a bra size forty-five
Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Have you ever seen anything like that?
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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Come on, let's do the Bristol Stomp, UH!
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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
You know, when you see things like that
You just want to walk up to 'em
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And stick your head between them, and go
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Wow! Bra size forty-five
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What a stupendous lady
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You don't get many of those to the pound
Ooh!
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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Kick 'em over your shoulders
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Bra size forty-five, bra size forty-five
Double top, boogie on down, Bristol
Is my favorite town, ooh!
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Great balls of fire there's a
Whole lotta shaking going on
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It must be jelly, 'cause jam
Don't shake like that, uh!
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Look, there's a lady police officer!
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Can you feel the force?
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