Ainsley's On The Pull Again
Chorus
Ainsley's on the pull again,
Looking like a fool again.
Ainsley's turning no-one down,
His image isn't clean.
All his sheets are soiled again,
His haggis overboiled again,
Says if you see the Queen now ask her please to pity me.
He has put himself about,
Since the time he was a cook.
When Wraith stew it ran right out,
Turned to white for a new look.
Chorus
Down there in the beer tent,
Gonna put himself about,
With a mouth full of pointy teeth
And a lot of notches on his bedpost.
Shut the door, cut the light,
Ainsley won't be home tonight.
You can wait ’til the dawn rolls in
’Til you can see our Ainsley again.
Chorus
Down there in the beer tent,
Gonna put himself about,
With a mouth full of pointy teeth
And a lot of notches on his bedpost.
Shut the door, cut the light,
Ainsley won't be home tonight.
You can wait ’til the dawn rolls in
’Til you can see our Ainsley again.
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