Donna GLA 27/07/ 20
I like chilli on my donna onions peppers and tomata, swill it down with lager and a toffee honey chaser. Chilli on my donna onions peppers and tomata, swill it down with vodka and a shot of honey chaser.
Please don’t shout in my ear ‘cause you’re spitting in my beer, can you hurry up your order as I’m feeling rather queer. I’ve got this chilli to eat before I go to the big white telephone to say “Hi, hello”.
Is it shish you were wanting or nuggets you require? I’m struggling hard to keep it down, this is getting dire.
Chilli on my donna, try to keep it down. Chilli on my donna onions peppers and tomato, a technicolour pavement is on the agenda. Swill it down with lager and a shot of honey chaser. Can you hurry up your order as I’m feeling out of sorts, I’m trying to think of something but filling up my shorts.
My digestive system is out of control, I feel as though my stomach is bargaining for my Soul. The barman said “No”, when i asked for a gin, then she barred me when I told her to lose her double chin.
Chilli on my donna onions peppers and tomatas, but not at this minute, or I’ll wear my guts for garters. Let me out of here, please, I need to get some air, I need to get flat or in a comfy chair, I drank :
Fifteen pints before the lights went out, the ceiling disappeared and I went really wierd, I remember waking up in A + E, the nurse said: ”hello, what’s your name?”I said my name is Mr G, she said “You’d better come with me”.
Gimme a shot of that Tequila you’re drinkin’, I wanna get wasted, some beer wants some sinkin’, I haven’t had a drink for at least half an hour, hand me that bottle, give me the power.
I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer, but nobody wants to know or to hear that I’m here. I’m desperate for a drink but I’m totally broke, It’s only twelve o’clock so it ain’t no joke.