Fighting with bouncers and flashing her bits
After two flaming sambucas she don’t care who she hits
Waking up on Sunday morning, with bruises and cuts
Face it son, your missus is nuts
Oh son, your missus is a nutter
Oh son, your missus is a nutter
Oh son, your missus is a nutter
Leave her alone, your missus is a nutter
Goldie Lookin’ Chain/Your Missus is a Nutter, 2005
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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