Your Missus is a Nutter - Goldie Lookin Chain

Serious man, your fucking' missus is nuts

My missus is nuts an' all

She rings me at least forty times a day

Serious

I seen you last night, you were drinking' in the pub

You were drinking' with that bird you tried to chat up in the nightclub

Can’t say her name but she’s got a gammy eye

And I feel an air of violence when I have to walk on by

You can’t deny it, it’s something you can’t miss

That bird who’s hanging' out with you is mad like cat piss

Like bread and jam, or a knife going with butter

Face it son, your missus is a nutter!

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!

I’ve never seen a woman make a fucking' skinhead cry

And I never seen a woman try to snap an arm with her thigh

Now I have and it’s just across the pub

And the worst thing is she’s taking' you home for a rub

You don’t deserve it, you know it’s a fact

But mix her up with booze, you got a suicide pact

2 tequilas and 4 vodka mules

She’s a wrecking ball and her fists are the tools

Binge drinking, binge drinking

Tried keeping up with your missus, what was I thinking?

She looks like Caprice

But it’s a shock to see her wrestling 2 police

With one in a headlock!

Fighting with bouncers and flashing her bits

After 2 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!

Your missus was looking at my missus

So my missus, sparked out your missus

Your missus was looking at my missus

So my missus, sparked out your missus

It was last week, what really got me thinking

About how your missus goes nuts when we go drinking

Last week, she ended up on a binge

She got off her tits and showed the bouncers her minge

And it’s the threat of grievous bodily harm

She needs to keep calm, and use her charm

I used to think it was funny, it made me laugh

When she threw that ashtray at the bar staff

Stabbed a man with a cone just to get a drink

There’s no logic, just have a drink, fight, drink, fight, drink!

She grabs your throat and stares into your eyes

Have you ever seen a woman kill a man with her thighs?

Oh son, your missus is trouble

Everytime you have a drink she has a double

Is she on pukkas?

I think she’s tripping?

Stop looking' at me love, this is water what I’m sipping'

I seen her get on a mountain bike, and she drove it to chip land,

and did 'em all in!

Wicked!

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!

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!

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!

She’s nuts man!

she’s off her head!

Innit!