I Hate The New Aged Guys

I'm A Chauvinist

I Live On Beer And Pies

Tried To Tell Ya

But You Look At Me Like Maybe I'm An Angel Underneath

Huh, Don't Brush Me Teeth



Yesterday I Lied

But All Me Mates Gave Me A Real Good Alibi

Thanks Guys, (no Worries Mate)

I Really Went Out Drinkin'

I Told You I Was At Work

Don't Ask Me For Commitment

'Coz It's Something I Will Shirk



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I'm A Bloke, I'm An Ocker

And I Really Love Your Knocker's

I'm A Labourer By Day

I Piss Up All Me Pay

Watchin' Footy On TV

Just Feed Me More VB

Just Pour My Beer And Get My Smokes And Go Away



Or Take Me As I Am

This May Mean You'll Have To Fetch Another Can

Rest Assured, If I Start To Make You Breakfast

I'm Going To Extremes

But Tomorrow I'll Get Shit-faced

And Today Won't Mean A Thing



(Chorus 2)

I'm A Bloke, I'm A Yobbo

And Me Best Mates Name Is Robbo

Winfield Is Me Cigarette

I Dress In Flannelette

Shearer's Singlet, That Is Blue

Throw In A Few Tattoos

You Know You Wouldn't Want Me Any Other Way



When You Think, You've Got Me Figured Out

The Seasons Already Changing (from Footy To Cricket)

I Think Its Cool When I Act Like A Tool

And Me Mates Try To Shave Me



(Chorus 1)



(Chorus 2)