Fitzpleasure Lyrics

	[Intro]
	Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a-la, –la
	Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a-la, –la
	Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a-la, –la
	Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a
	[Chorus]
	In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	La, Trala–, Tra-a-la, –la-la-la-la-la-la-la
	[Verse 1]
	Dead in the middle
	Of the C-O-double-M O-N
	Little did I know then
	That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
	Tall woman
	Pull the pylons down
	And wrap them around the necks
	Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
	[Verse 2]
	Steepled fingers
	Ring la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-leaders
	Queue-queue jumpers
	Rock, fist, paper, scissors, la-la-la-la-la-la-lingered fluffers
	They choir:
	In your hoof lies the heartland
	Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure
	Les yeux, it's all in your eyes
	[Chorus]
	In your snatch fits pleasure, a broom-shaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	[Outro]
	Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a-la, –la-la-la-la-la-la-la
	Oh, oh, oh, oh, blinded by the lights

	Intro
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traa
	Chorus
	In your snatch fits pleasure, broomshaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	La, Trala, Traala, lalalalalalala
	Verse 1
	Dead in the middle
	Of the COdoubleM ON
	Little did I know then
	That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
	Tall woman
	Pull the pylons down
	And wrap them around the necks
	Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
	Verse 2
	Steepled fingers
	Ring lalalalalalalalaleaders
	Queuequeue jumpers
	Rock, fist, paper, scissors, lalalalalalalingered fluffers
	They choir:
	In your hoof lies the heartland
	Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure
	Les yeux, it' s all in your eyes
	Chorus
	In your snatch fits pleasure, a broomshaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	Outro
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, lalalalalalala
	Oh, oh, oh, oh, blinded by the lights

	Intro
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, la
	Tralala, Trala, Traa
	Chorus
	In your snatch fits pleasure, broomshaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	La, Trala, Traala, lalalalalalala
	Verse 1
	Dead in the middle
	Of the COdoubleM ON
	Little did I know then
	That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
	Tall woman
	Pull the pylons down
	And wrap them around the necks
	Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
	Verse 2
	Steepled fingers
	Ring lalalalalalalalaleaders
	Queuequeue jumpers
	Rock, fist, paper, scissors, lalalalalalalingered fluffers
	They choir:
	In your hoof lies the heartland
	Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure
	Les yeux, it' s all in your eyes
	Chorus
	In your snatch fits pleasure, a broomshaped pleasure
	Deep greedy and googling every corner
	Outro
	Tralala, Trala, Traala, lalalalalalala
	Oh, oh, oh, oh, blinded by the lights

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