Lirik

Right what we got today then? Well, we got some half-priced cracked ice Miles and miles of carpet tiles TV's Deep-freeze Them David Bowie's LPs Ball games Gold chains What's-names And at a push Some Trevor Francis tracksuits from a mush in Shepherds Bush Bush, bush, bush, bush, bush, bush, bush No income tax, no V.A.T No money back, no guarantee Black or white Rich or broke We'll cut prices at a stroke God bless Hooky Street Viva Hooky Street Long live Hooky Street C'est magnifique Hooky Street Magnifique Hooky Street (two for a pound) Hooky Street Hooky Street (three for a fiver come on) Stick a pony in my pocket I'll fetch the suitcase from the van 'Cause if you want the best ones and you don't ask questions then Brother, I'm your man 'Cause where it all comes from is a mystery It's like the changing of the seasons and the tides of the sea But here's the one that's driving me berserk Why do only fools and horses work? La-la-la La-lala-la La-la-la La-lala-la La-la-la La-lala-la Why do only fools and horses work? Here you go sweetheart what are these? These are Japanese and what are these? These are knobbly knees The difference is these tell the time and these don't do they You all right Cassandra? Viva Hooky Street They got some hubcaps, cap flaps, an ugly pack of bloke slacks A job lot, a teapot something for your dry rot Nap sacks, slack Jacks and at a price that satisfies Stand by, Surply, A Spanish Fly for you They got some ox pans, hand fans, rat stands and all that game A tambourine, Vaseline and something for your back pain Bow ties, pork pies, silk hankies for your coat And 20 crates of Pucker Blanc from a twonk in Mont Blanc Blanc, Blanc, Blanc, Blanc, Blanc, Blanc, Blanc No income tax, no V.A.T No money back, no guarantee Black or white, rich or broke We'll cut prices at a stroke 'Cause where it all comes from is a mystery It's like the changing of the seasons and the tides of the sea But here's the one that's driving me berserk Why do only fools and horses work? La-la-la La-lala-la La-la-la La-lala-la La-la-la La-lala-la Why do only fools and horses work?
Writer(s): John Richard Sullivan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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