Judge Dread - Je T'aime (Moi Non Plus)

 

Hello, what's your name?
 Dread
 Not Judge Dread?
 Yes, that's right

 Oh, I've always wanted to meet you
 Oh really, why?
 Oh, I'm a really big fan of yours
 That's very nice of you to say that

 Is It true?
 Is what true?
 What they say about big nine
 Well, I think you'd better
 Have a look for yourself

 Oh, it's true, it's true
 Come on Dread, get 'em off
 No, what do you take me for
 Come on, don't be shy

 Now doesn't that feel better?
 Oh yes, those bloody boots were killing me
 Here, look at this
 Oh, my God, I don't believe it
 Oh, come on, touch it

 You must be bloody jokin'
 You're not even a proper woman
 You're a geezer dressed up
 You're one of those Trans
 What do they call 'em Transvestites

 Oh, come on dear, this is 1975

 Oh, I don't know, every time I come out,
 Every bloody time, it always ends up in sillys

 Come home and give me love please

 I'll tell you what
 I'll give you bloody love
 I'll give you the rough
 End of a pineapple
 Go on, fuck off

 Nasty man you
 Away
 What?
 Take your soddy handbag with you
 And I'm not going to buy anymore
 Of your records
 Fuck off