1 and 2 and 3 on the double,

Surrey Girls aint nothin but trouble,

Last night I slept with the Devil,

Surrey Girls aint nothin but trouble.

Took her out on a Monday night

She threw in a tape, and it was Great White

I said thats great, yeah I told a lie

And my inner child broke down and cried

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Out for dinner on that fateful night

Wanted a beer but all we did was fight about

politics, womens lib and social strife

And everything about Larry King's first wife

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So I got the chicken, it was finger lickin'

She got the ribs and they started stickin'

To the hairs on her face, all over the place

The only thing showin was the clearasil paste

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Bridge: So I still drive a Yugo

and my lifes been a no go since that night with a

Surrey girl.....

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