Bitter Fit Crack Lyrics

Walked in the Bear's at a quarter to eight,
Dumped the bint in the corner, let it talk to its mates
Got myself a pint and a packet of tabs
Time to get pissed and have a laugh with the lads
I'm trying to pull crack when the bint wanders up
'Give over woman, I'm trying to sup!'
She's cramping my style, I decide to warn her:
'f*ck off slag, get back in your corner.'
Bitter, fit crack down the old Bear's Head,
The wife's shit in bed, I want another one instead
She wants me to f*ck her and she spreads like butter Bit of fit crack down the old Bear's Head

I'm chatting up this bird, and I'm telling her jokes
I look at the bint, and she's talking to a bloke!
He was a poof, drinking lager and lime, I shout:
'Knob off, f*ckstain, this one's mine!'

Bitter, fit crack down the old Bear's Head,
The wife's shit in bed, I want another one instead
She wants me to f*ck her and she spreads like butter
Got to find another hole to dip my bread,
There's a bitter fit crack down the old Bear's Head

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