Geordie Girl

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*s, Geordie girl, With her crusty gusset and a gob the size of the town. Tardy la*s, Geordie girl, The canny la*s 'till after closing time. Let's go somewhere quiet before me mates arrive, You look lovely. What's wrong with beer? Oh for f**k'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**k off, Southern git. Southern git? Tardy La*s Geordie girl, He gave her pints and fags and pints and grub and shorts. Tardy La*s Geordie girl, She gave him earache and penal warts. Penal warts... Tardy La*s Geordie girl, She talked and talked he couldn't understand a thing. Tardy La*s Geordie girl, By Sunday night she needed emptying. Tardy La*s Geordie girl, Tardy La*s Geordie girl.