Mr. B The Gentleman Rhymer - Shoot the Cuff lyrics

bu*ton up the shirt, bu*ton up the shirt, bu*ton up the shirt, there's a good old chap bu*ton up the shirt, bu*ton up the shirt, bu*ton up the shirt, unless you wear a cravat Pull the collar, pull the collar, pull the collar in a forwards motion Pull the collar, pull the collar, pull the collar in a forwards motion Shoot the cuff, shoot the cuff, shoot, shoot, shoot the cuff Shoot the cuff, shoot the cuff, shoot, shoot, shoot the cuff If you're a scruff enough's enough! You want in, but that's just tough You could have thought of that before you looked at what you wore, when you knocked upon the door of the club If you wish to get to a swish do, its pish to smell like fish stew Don't come here looking like you're on crack, I'm back for the sherry, DJ bring the beat back! Hold the door for the lady, Hold the door for the lady, Hold the door for the lady, and watch her wiggle her behind as she goes on through Hold the door for the lady, Hold the door for the lady, Hold the door for the lady, and watch her wiggle her behind as she goes on through