We are the geordie girls,
We are the hairy girls
We wear our dungarees
To show our sexy knees.
The dirty boy next door
He got me on the floor
He done me sixty times
Then he begged for more.
My mother was suprised
To see my belly rise
My father jumped for joy
It was a baby boy
Margaret sent this in so I added it verbatim
We are the "blank- blank" girls,
We wear our hair in curls
We wear our dungarees
To show our sexy knees
One day this boy came by
And gave me fifty pee
To go behind the bush
And have it all for me
He pulled my knickers down
And pushed me to the ground
He shouted 1, 2, 3
And gave it all to me
My mother was surprised
To see my belly rise
My father jumped for joy
It was a baby boy.
We were singing this complete with the hand claps and gestures that have been mentioned in the mid eighties in Fife in Scotland. I will say that we were innocent and had no clue what the words meant; back then if a boy asked us to go behind a bush with him it was probably to scare us with a dead animal.
We are the Keighley girls,[dance with a wiggle]
We wear our hair in curls [curling hand movements]
We wear our dungarees
To show our sexy knees. [touch knees]
You now the boy next door?
He got me on the floor
I gave him 50p [hand slap]
To give it all to me.
My mother was suprised
To see my belly rise. [touch tummy]
My daddy jumped for joy
It was a baby boy