LyricsFlathead

Well everybody knows you're the one to call when the girls get ugly round the back of the wall Josephine says you got a bleedin' nose Taking it with her wherever she goes Hey flathead don't check me in Well hers is a tonic and mine is a gin They don't come much more slick than you I'd drive your car if you ask me to Said the boy's not right in the head And he stood and got a kickin' instead till she said Ba-ra bap ba ra ra ra ra