Sheila

[Chorus]

Sheila goes out with her mate Stella

It gets poured all over her fella

'Cause she says, "Man, he ain't no better

Than the next man kicking up fuss"

Drunk, she stumbles down by a river

Screams calling London

None of us heard her coming

I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

[Verse 1]

Her lingo went from the Cockney to the gringo

Anytime she sing a song, the other girls sing along

And tell all the fellas that the lady is single

Fickle way to tickle on my young man's ting

She's up for doing what she like, any day more like the night

She drowned, drunk sorrows that she stole, bought, borrowed

She didn't like fights, but at the same time understood

Fellas will be fellas 'til the end of time

[Verse 2]

Jack had a gang that he called 'The Many Grams'

He was known as 'Smack Jack, the Cracker Man'

In life, he was dealt some shit hands

But the boys got the back now

And Jay went the same way as Mickey and Dan

Dependent mans upon the heroins

And man, Lisa had a baby with Sam

And now Jack's on his own man

Well done, Jack, glug down that cider

You're right, she's a slut and you never fucking liked her

Not like what, he stopped, so shocked

'Cause it turned out the last dance killed the pied piper

[Chorus]

Sheila goes out with her mate Stella

It gets poured all over her fella

'Cause she says, man, he ain't no better

Than the next man kicking up fuss

Drunk, she stumbles down by a river

Screams calling London

None of us heard her coming

I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

[Verse 3]

So this a short story about the girl Georgina

Never seen a worse, clean young mess

Under stress at best, but she's pleased to see you

With love, God bless, we lay her body to rest

Now it all dear started with Daddy's alcoholic

Light weight, chinking down, numbing his brain

And the doctor said he couldn't get the heart dear started

Now beat up, drugged up, she feeling the strain

She says, "When I fall, no-one catch me

Alone lonely, I'll overdose slowly

Get scared, I'll scream and shout"

But you know it won't matter, she'll be passing out

I say gigidy-bigidy-up just another day

Another sad story, that's tragedy

Paramedic announced death at ten thirty

Rip it up, kick it, to spit up the views

[Chorus]

Sheila goes out with her mate Stella

It gets poured all over her fella

'Cause she says, man, he ain't no better

Than the next man kicking up fuss

Drunk, she stumbles down by a river

Screams calling London

None of us heard her coming

I guess the carpet weren't rolled

Sheila goes out with her mate Stella

It gets poured all over her fella

'Cause she says, man, he ain't no better

Than the next man kicking up fuss

Drunk, she stumbles down by a river

Screams calling London

None of us heard her coming

I guess the carpet weren't rolled out