Текст (слова) песни: macc lads - Miss Macclesfield
She was the perfect woman, She was my kind of a bird, `Cos she stayed in the kitchen and she never said a word. She had real big tits and a lovely slappable arse, But now she`s into barbeques and wine bars. Oh, I used to go out with her `cos she cooked me all me meals, Then one day she made it big when she won Miss Macclesfield. She married and Italian just `cos he were posh, And they honeymooned in Brussles and he played a bit of squash. Next she wed an ale baron who come from Lancashire, But he wasn`t rich, he was just another Wigan queer. Oh, I used to out with here `cos she cooked me all me meals, Miss Macclesfield.... Then one day she made it big, when she won Miss Macclesfield. She`ll get fed up of buffets and one day she`ll come back, `Cos she knows that all the real men live in Macc, She`ll tell me that she loves me and she hated livin` with toffs, So I`ll slip her a length and then I`ll tell her, Fuck off. I used to go out with her `cos she cooked a nice bit of grub, She may have been a beauty queen but I`d rather go down the pub. Miss Macclesfield, Miss Macclesfield.
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