Said don't wait up for me cos I'll be gone till well past three

Yeah it's one of those again where a couple's just turned into ten

I know it sounds it, it ain't funny

I've just spent the shopping money

It's not my fault she's too good natured

My mind's set on getting wankered

So I drink myself into a state

With a silly grin upon my face



Don't wait up

Say don't wait up



And she'll be waiting by the phone

But it was her decision to stay at home

And all my thoughts for her are gone

But my thoughts for HER are very wrong

And pulling weren't on my agenda

The fact I've got a bird just makes 'em keener

I don't care my tool needs shining

She looks game for a bit of grinding

So we slither off like slithery snakes

With a silly grin upon my face

And I...



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



Now it hadn't crossed my mind all night

Then the convoy went from blue to white

There's faces I ain't seen in ages

They're all out to cane their wages

Proper chuffed that we turned up

Cos a week of work can get you wound up

Jukebox has got a great selection

A little groove might ease the tension

So we bounce around like we own the place

With a silly grin upon my face

And I...



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



And if she was a fly upon the wall

I don't think she'd wanna be my girlfriend any more

And if she was a fly upon the wall

She would see me slowly drink myself into a hole



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



Don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side of me

Say don't wait up

It's just that naughtier side



It's up the bar for one last round

One, two, three, let's slam 'em down

This night's getting pretty lairy

Geezers flexing, looking scary

Some lad tries to call my bluff

The silly boy, there's enough of us

It's a shame man it was going well

It's going off, oh fucking hell



We're fucked