Country Spouse

by Blurb

based on Country House by Blur

As featured on Our Kid Eh by The Shirehorses
Bloomin’ ‘eck! What’s going on now with him?
My Wife’s got three chins!

City fella
I hate Paul Weller
I thought to myself, “Whoops, my wife’s a little tubby.”
Stuffing her fat face continually.

She’s been to the clinic
But her heart’s not in it
Curry and Rice, an apple slice in a minute
Caught in a nightmare of pie and peas

Oh I’m Jack Spratt
She’s so fat

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That’s the food she eats In the country

She drinks a gallon of pils
But the weight she spills in the country
Have a ham and pickle balm
That’ll keep her calm in the country

Scoffing Knickerbocker Glory
She’ll always ignore me
Feeding her face whilst watching Jackanory
Downing her order, a mug of tea

Sitting on the sh***er
Whilst knocking back bitter
She needs a helping hand, I’d better go and get her
Oh, what a case of obesity

Yes, and how
She’s a lardy arsed cow

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That’s the food she eats In the country

She drinks a gallon of pils
But the weight she spills in the country
Have a ham and pickle balm
That’ll keep her calm in the country

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country

[Guitar Solo]

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That’s the food she eats In the country

She has a gallon of pils,
Most of which she spills, in the country
Have a ham and pickle barm
That’ll keep her calm in the country

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country
Thanks to Andy W for sending these lyrics in, and Martyn for the correction.