Wednesday at 7
Burnt sausages
Apple juice, next to the guiness
And if the smoke hits the page
There'll be a bloody hell, I'm enraged
Go
It's nice and green
In the summer
There's water restrictions
So don't water
Your gardens
Nanas havin' salmon
Alright
I don't know
Ooooh baby
Windows
Don't fall back
Crease the sides
And in the evening we'll chuck on hard quiz
Mad as hell, followed by pizza's
No shrimp baby
Who's the new girl, is she 40?
Pack up the the springtime, we'll have a barbie
If we play chocolate crackles, we're in stitches
Time to say goodbye, so we clamour in the kitchen
Well it's told
Carpets rolled
And in the winter, i'll wear shoes
Jenny's new story from the rumpus room
Lex and pat gone to salsa
Bevvie's complainin' bout an ulcer
Crystals now a medic, Greiner's forgotten
You forgot your shoes again? That's pathetic
Johnny's Kitchen
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Wednesday at 7
Burnt sausages
Apple juice, next to the guiness
And if the smoke hits the page
There'll be a bloody hell, I'm enraged
Go
It's nice and green
In the summer
There's water restrictions
So don't water
Your gardens
Nanas havin' salmon
Alright
I don't know
Ooooh baby
Windows
Don't fall back
Crease the sides
And in the evening we'll chuck on hard quiz
Mad as hell, followed by pizza's
No shrimp baby
Who's the new girl, is she 40?
Pack up the the springtime, we'll have a barbie
If we play chocolate crackles, we're in stitches
Time to say goodbye, so we clamour in the kitchen
Well it's told
Carpets rolled
And in the winter, i'll wear shoes
Jenny's new story from the rumpus room
Lex and pat gone to salsa
Bevvie's complainin' bout an ulcer
Crystals now a medic, Greiner's forgotten
You forgot your shoes again? That's pathetic
Johnny's Kitchen
Burnt sausages
Apple juice, next to the guiness
And if the smoke hits the page
There'll be a bloody hell, I'm enraged
Go
It's nice and green
In the summer
There's water restrictions
So don't water
Your gardens
Nanas havin' salmon
Alright
I don't know
Ooooh baby
Windows
Don't fall back
Crease the sides
And in the evening we'll chuck on hard quiz
Mad as hell, followed by pizza's
No shrimp baby
Who's the new girl, is she 40?
Pack up the the springtime, we'll have a barbie
If we play chocolate crackles, we're in stitches
Time to say goodbye, so we clamour in the kitchen
Well it's told
Carpets rolled
And in the winter, i'll wear shoes
Jenny's new story from the rumpus room
Lex and pat gone to salsa
Bevvie's complainin' bout an ulcer
Crystals now a medic, Greiner's forgotten
You forgot your shoes again? That's pathetic
Johnny's Kitchen
Writer: Louis Hardy, Murray Cooke
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid