He's at home on a building site
Broken bones from his motorbike
Boarding school he learnt how to fight
Oh yeah
Tattooed fists from his time inside
Works the doors
Gets paid to drive
Only girls work nine to five
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass to Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
Close your eyes he hates wearing clothes
A dangerous man when the whiskey flows
Try your best you can't break his nose
Oh yeah
Pay your debts that is the rule
Eightballs me at a game of pool
You've fronted up so where's your tool
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
The Appalled - Fifty Shades of Mr. Gray Lyrics
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He's at home on a building site
Broken bones from his motorbike
Boarding school he learnt how to fight
Oh yeah
Tattooed fists from his time inside
Works the doors
Gets paid to drive
Only girls work nine to five
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass to Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
Close your eyes he hates wearing clothes
A dangerous man when the whiskey flows
Try your best you can't break his nose
Oh yeah
Pay your debts that is the rule
Eightballs me at a game of pool
You've fronted up so where's your tool
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
Broken bones from his motorbike
Boarding school he learnt how to fight
Oh yeah
Tattooed fists from his time inside
Works the doors
Gets paid to drive
Only girls work nine to five
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass to Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
Close your eyes he hates wearing clothes
A dangerous man when the whiskey flows
Try your best you can't break his nose
Oh yeah
Pay your debts that is the rule
Eightballs me at a game of pool
You've fronted up so where's your tool
Oh yeah
In DM boots and trilby hat
He stole my pint and I said that
You've f*cking robbed me
And then he replied
You're lucky your not twelve years old
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
All raise a glass for Mr. Gray
He's got his RV
There's no bills to pay
And don't you ever mention tax
He got a staffy and an axe
Writer: Adam Harvey
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