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Living Next Door to Alice (feat. Roy Chubby Brown) Karaoke - Smokie

To nagranie jest coverem Living Next Door to Alice (feat. Roy Chubby Brown) rozsławionym przez Smokie

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Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 122 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: A

Czas trwania: 03:40 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:47

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 1995
Genres: Pop, Rock , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Nicky Chinn, Mike Chapman

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Living Next Door to Alice (feat. Roy Chubby Brown)

Sally called the other day
I've got some news
Your mate Bert's gay
I could not believe he's called himself fuckin' Alice
She said it happened around three o'clock
He just came out of the closet he'd hid his cock
And she was shocked and upset
Mind they'd had on the same frock
I don't know why he's leavin' or why he has to go
Don't know why she's leaving or where she's gonna go
I guess he'll have his reasons
I might ask him for a blow
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cos for twenty-four years
Twenty-four years
I've been livin' with Bert
I've been living next door to Alice who's now Alice
For twenty-four years he's been waitin' for a chance
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance to dress up in women's clothes and be asked to fuckin' dance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
But I'll never get used to
Got to get used to callin' my mate Bert not living next door to Alice fuckin' Alice
We grew up together but he had a tache
He wore spartly clothes the cunt was flash
At sixteen years old I laughed for he was losin' his hair
I must write to Herbert and tell him the news
I can't look at a cucumber now can't fuck with non Jews
Mind you in the shower Bert
I I mean Alice had a wonderful pair
I don't know why he's leavin' or why he has to go
Don't know why she's leaving or where she's gonna go
I guess he'll have his reasons
I might ask him for a blow
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cos for twenty-four years
For twenty-four years my mate Bert
I've been living next door to Alice is now fucking Alice
For twenty-four years he's been waitin' for a chance
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance to dress up in women's clothes and be asked to fuckin' dance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
But I'll never get used to
Now I got to get used to call Bert not living next door to Alice fuckin' Alice
Sally called back asked how I felt
She said the bastards pissed off with me brown skirt and belt
She left all these fuckin' Smokey records that I have to sell what a cunt
She said I feel queer
I said hey, so does he
Well he doesn't know
I'm a lesbian you see
For twenty-four years
I've hid me batteries me whip me jack boots
I've got a Ken and Ken doll he just if he comes smacked he's alright
Don't know why she's leaving or where she's gonna go
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cos for twenty-four years
I've been living next door to Alice
Alice
Who the fuck is Alice?
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
But I'll never get used to not living next door to Alice
Alice
Who the fuck is Alice?
Now I've got to get used to callin' Bert Alice
I can just see him fuckin' high heel pit boots on ol' donkey dick
Whatta idiot
I'll tell you what
He can keep away from our fuckin' house
Or I'll give him that right on the fuckin' snout

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