Thursday, 8 April 2010

"We're off, we're off, we're off in a bumper car"

We're off, we're off, we're off in a bumper car
Sixty cops are after us, and we don't know where we are
Turning round the corner, eatin' apple pie
The cop sez 'give us a bit' and I chucked it in his eye
I went to tell me mum, me mother wasn't in
I went to tell me dad and he chucked me in the bin!


I think that this was one of those songs you sang on the back of a bus/school trip. I don't know what triggered this memory, I just came out with it yesterday afternoon walking through Exhibition Park.

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