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Back when we was growin' up, we hung round the local pool Great for coolin' off in summer, great for chattin' Sheila's too And me bruvver had birds flockin' round him every time we went So I asked him what his secret was and this is what he said Stick a potato down your bathers, yeah that'll get 'em in. Just shove a spud inside your duds whenever you go for a swim. Just pop a Murphy down your surfies son and you'll be in like Flynn, with a potato down your bathers yeah that'll get 'em in!"
Writer(s): Dennis Vincent Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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