Happy Mondays - Rush Rush lyrics

I was smothering the Charlseworth full of 'Charlie' From the number one son Ease it on trunk Bez,low on your feel good Charlie,Charlie,Charlie,Charlie 'ead the ball Next in line ,Charlie your number one son He's on the level,if he's inclined The son of the Devil,he wants what mine and more He's high,high climber,not just a cling in line He may be be brainy,his maks are yours Guess whose keeping score? Rush,rush to the yale Buzz,buzz to the yale Rush,rush to the yale Yo,yo give me yale He's a real sweet demon He's one of a kind Watching,waiting,winking over the joker He's running out of time Rush,rush to the yale Buzz,buzz to the yale Rush,rush to the yale Yo,yo give me yale He's faster,fast,,faster,he's fast He's running out of time Let's go back to plan one And do that over Rush,rush to the yale Buzz,buzz to the yale Rush,rush to the yale Cut,cut to the yale Bosh,bosh to the yale Yo,yo give me yale He's a real smooth demon He's one of a kind Watching,waiting,winking over his shoulder He's running out of time Watching,waiting,winking over his shoulder He's running out of time Bosh,bosh to the yale Cut,cut to the yale Buzz,buzz to the yale Rush,rush in the yale Rush,rush,rush in the yale Rush,rush,rush in the yale Lie low in the yale