Rootin' In The Back Of The Ute

It's Saturday afternoon and I'm horny

And I don't wanna get on the booze

And I don't wanna go and watch the footy

Cos my team will most probably lose... again!

I don't wanna drink with your brothers

Cos I remember the last time I did

I woke up the next morning in the gutter

They pinched my watch and busted two of my ribs

Like I said I'm feelin' a bit frisky

So I'll tell ya what we orta

Bang some sangers and some tinnies in the esky

And go rootin' in the back of the ute

Rootin' in the back of the ute

On a blanket with the tailgate down

Coupla cans and a vegemite sandwich

And go rootin' in the back of the ute

But if you wanna go to a party

You better go with somebody else

Cos the last time I went to a party, it was a barbie

I got pissed and made a c#*t of meself

And if you're not feeling that horny

And if you don't wanna join in on the fun

And if you don't feel like a naughty

Just lay there while I have it on

I've got a Saturday arvo whoppin' hard on

So I'll tell ya what we orta do

Head for the scrub and rip our gear off

And go rootin' in the back of the ute

Rootin' in the back of the ute

On a blanket with the tailgate down

Coupla cans and a vegemite sandwich

And go rootin' in the back of the ute

Rootin' in the back of the ute

On a blanket with the tailgate down

Coupla cans and a vegemite sandwich

And go rootin' in the back of the ute

Rootin' in the back of the ute

On a blanket with the tailgate down

Head down to the beach

And charge a dollar each

To watch us rootin' in the back of the ute

Rootin' in the back of the ute

On a blanket with the tailgate down

Head down to the beach

And charge a dollar each

To watch us rootin' in the back of the ute