Lyrics Happy Mondays

Happy Mondays

Deviants

We're deviants we need this shit

Ups, downs, imbetweenisists

We're deviants we need this shit

Ups, downs, imbetweenisists

She flicks it

She kicks it

She jibs it

She licks it

Repeats it

She treats it

She greets it

And eats it

And crunch it

And munch it

And squeeze it

Bunch it and loose it

Abuse it and chews it

And spews it

Hey Shaun, have you got the number of a guy with some?

Sure Mick,let me tell you this I got tons of em'

Think you got room for gun my son?

What do you think I'am a Fucking deviant

Hey Shaun, have you got the number of a guy with some?

Let me tell you this I got tons of em'

Well use the phone and get the guy to come

What do you think I'am a Fucking deviant

Pedal to the metal with the devil on the dash

Fender bender chasing and I'm running out of gas

Roll another cigarette and order up some smack

Been fishing for the faces and I caught it pat

Raping, pillaging burning down the villages

Don’t say nothing til’ I give you permission

Engine shot when it low on fumes,

Engine shot with a sharp-shooting cowboy in my rear

view

Hey Mickey D. hope you got that keys

You mean the one with highs and lows up his sleeves

Mickey D. hope you got a dirty bird for me

Hey, I hope you think my kid sisters' sweet

Hey Mickey D. hope you got that keys

You mean the one with highs and lows up his sleeves

Who cares if you think my kid sisters sweet

We're deviants we need this shit

Ups, downs, imbetweenisists

We're deviants we need this shit

Ups, downs, imbetweenisists

She banged it

And shaved it

And shagged it

And scragged it

Nosed it & eyed it

Spunked it & dried it

She lost it & squashed it

Groped it & boshed it

Well it may have looked like a juicy to Jellybean

But I didn’t half smile.

Hey Shaun,didn't you say you had numbers for

a guy or two,

Well sure,let me check the bib I've got tons of em'

Are you gonna get us a guy to come

What do you think I'am a fucking deviant

Hey Shaun,didn't you say you had numbers for

a guy to come

Well sure,let me check the bib I've got tons of em'

If I give em’ a call, do you think there’ll come

What do you think I’ am a fucking deviant

Love is the air x 3 [It's everywhere]

We’re deviants x6 (To Finish)