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Cabbage
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Dinner Lady
I'm a dinner lady In a private school Where the lips are so stiff And Jack Wills is so cool I wear a baseball cap And thus branded a fool But if you piss me off Then you'll be eating my drool When not stealing food Or hiding in the loos I'm dragged up on the hot counter to serve a ball of food A fat teacher approaches With a wobbly hip And I politely inform her that we're all out of chips She gives me a glare As I bite my finger tips I offer new potatoes and she absolutely flips Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
But then I ponder how hard her life must be I mean it's all on a plate Thanks to mama and daddy But regardless of the car And this cushy job This bitch won't settle without corn on the cob And then one day I got so bored and idle Served enough sausage rolls to make me suicidal To combat this state I had a wank in the quiche And I watched the head master get it stuck to his teeth
A-a-a-a-a-oh Ohhh I'm a dinner lady [?] Oh I want a sausage roll
Suffice to say I wasn't bored any more And I couldn't stop my laughing as I scrubbed up on the floor And next time Jeffery's mother asked him what he had for tea He can tell it was a fluid That once belonged to me
Oh It's all for me I'm a dinner lady It's all for me Oh I am a dinner lady [?]
[?] Life as a dinner lady Oh and it's a true story [?]
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