| Where are you going now, our Davey?
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| Don’t be late now, our Davey
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| And all his friends say «Why do you act that way?»
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| But all the boys say «You coming out to play?»
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| And all the pretty girls they’re singing
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| La de da, de da de, da de da
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| Davey boy is such a pretty little boy
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| But don’t you think about your mother, all alone?
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| She’s waiting for your call
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| She’s waiting, she’s tired, she’s bored
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| So give her a call, a call
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| He gets it all from his father’s blood
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| Who used to be a casual, as casual as they come
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| Now he’s gone to live in Liverpool
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| Yeah, Davey does whatever Davey see’s
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| He’ll give you a good kicking and he’ll bring you down to your knees
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| If you don’t believe in what he does
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| And all his friends say «Why do you act that way?»
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| But all the boys say «You coming out to play?»
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| And all the pretty girls they’re singing
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| La de da, de da de, da de da
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| Davey boy is such a pretty little boy
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| But don’t you think about your mother, all alone?
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| She’s waiting for your call
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| She’s waiting, she’s tired, singing
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| La de da, de da de, da de da
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| Davey boy has found a brand-new toy
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| He’s often playing in the rubbish bins, smashing all the windows in
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| Fighting in car parks and he’s fucking up the flat he calls home
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| Why don’t you go home? |