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letra de wigan town - mc finchy

chorus:
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wigan town i’m talking to you
everybody’s gonna play this tune
so connect my phone up to your bluetooth

chorus:
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this one’s made for the wigan crew
everybody’s gonna play this song
in ashton through to bamfurlong

verse 1:
w-i-g-a-n
wigan is the town that i live in
famous for the pies
famous for the rugby
half of the girls are pig ugly
we are as common as muck but i’m happy as larry
has anyone lately seen fat harry?
instead of no we say ney
n0body understands a word we say

verse 2:
our accent is anging so is the clothes
but one thing that’s mint is uncle joes
chip barm pea wet babis yed
pan of lobbies with lots of bread
i don’t care what anybody says
you’re never beating a galloways
knock off gear from the local druggie
who goes for a wash in river douggie?
verse 3:
we do anything for a decent earner
we get our tan at beech hill burners
get your hair done at bang and loop
so you look the part watching pats v judes
speaking of which i don’t understand
why we have so many teams
stood on the side as a spectator
everybody’s wearing shammy’s jeans

verse 4:
we got local legends and famous bands
legs on shoulders smoke it ange
laughing at every word he says
have you seen the state of our wez
you say wigan’s sh-t you have the nerve
this is the birthplace of the verve
gonna watch wigan latics gonna get drunk
stood in the stands with my main man chunk

verse 5:
just finished work on a friday night
lets go up king street and have a fight
try to stay in but i can’t stop it
after a few when you got to the brocket
every weekend it’s always the same
make my way over to wigan lane
bowling green then the millstone
then the dealer is on the phone
verse 6:
few c-cktails and sambuca
spend a bomb in casino de cuba
had 80 quid but it’s nearly gone
save is for mortimers 3-4-1
we had wigan casino then wigan pier
we had maximes the we had princes
now we got revs and jumping jacks
that’s full of incers and platt bridgers

verse 7:
f-ck bamboogy and f-ck bentleys
can you bring back liquid wednesdays
bring back surfers bring back pemps
now i’m in the attic doing ten for tens
it’s 8 in the morning i’ve been to the hub
i come out walking just like a demon
pfffff what the h-ll did you put in that drink
i swear to god it tastes like s-m-n

verse 8:
did i pull? of course i did
spent much on her? about 4 quid
i’m p-ssed out my i head pulled this slag
gonna treat her to a donner kebab
both sat outside of santi bag
both of us jump in a bluestar cab
back to my gaff you know how it ends
that’s just wigan every weekend

- mc finchy

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