MHRFC's - Campaign for the Restoration of Rugby Culture - Headed by 'Lucid Prop'

Ok guys... A challenge has been set by the one and only 'Lucid Prop'... He would like to restore rugby culture back into Mill Hill Rugby Club. To do this, I will be adding new songs each week.

Your mission? To learn the new songs added by the following weekend, so we can have the age old tradition of drinking combined with songs after Saturday's matches.

Please note: Please do not read any further as rugby songs can often be crude and have offensive language in, they may offend... Not suitable for children!

14th January 2008

This weeks songs are two of the all time classics, and one for the poets amongst you...

Daisy, Daisy

Daisy, Daisy,
Give me your answer do.
I'm half crazy,
Oh for a fuck with you
It won't be a stylish entry,
I can't afford a frenchie,
But you'll look sweet,
Between the sheets,
When I'm six inches into you

Bye Bye Blackbird

Once a boy was no good,
Took a girl into a wood,
Bye, Bye, Blackbird.

Laid her down upon the grass,
Pinched her tits and slapped her arse,
Bye, Bye, Blackbird

Took her where nobody else could find her,
To a place where he could really grind her,
Rolled her over on her front,
Shoved his prick right up her c**t,
Blackbird Bye, Bye,.

But this girl was no sport,
Took her story to a court,
Bye, Bye, Blackbird.

Told her story in the morn,
All the jury had a horn,
Bye, Bye. Blackbird,

The judge then came to his decision,
This poor sod got eighteen months in prison,
So next time, boy, do it right,
Stuff her c**t with dynamite,
Blackbird, Bye, Bye

And one for the poets amongst you --------- (any takers for learning this one?)

Boy meets girl

Boy meets girl, holds her hand,
Visions of a promised land,
Tender words, cling and kiss,
Crafty feel, heavenly bliss,
Nibble nipples, squeeze thighs,
Gets a beat, feels a rise,
Eyes ablaze, drawers down,
Really starts to go to town,
Legs outspread, virgin lass,
Fanny foams like bottled Bass,
Ram it home, moans of joy,
Teenage love, girl meets boy,
Love's a jewel, pearls he's won,
Shoots his load, what's he done,
Comes the pay off, here's the rub,
He's got her in the pudding club,
Comes the wedding, bridesmaids flap,
Love and cherish, all that crap,
A tubby tum, weighty gain,
Prams and nappies, labour pain,
Begins to realize what he did,
Nagging wife and screaming kid,
Sweats his prick off, works his stint;
Only pleasure is evening time,
When mattress creaks she's off again,
Can't forsake those sexy habits,
Breeding kids like bloody rabbits.