O you are a mucky kid
Dirty as a dustbin lid
When he finds out the things you did
You'll get a belt from your Dad
O you have your Father's nose
So crimson in the dark it glows
If you're not asleep when the boozer's closed
You'll get a belt from your Dad
You look so scruffy lying there
Strawberry jam tats in your hair
Though in the world you haven't a care
And I have got so many
It's a struggle every day
Living on your father's pay
The bugger drinks it all away
And leaves me without any
Although we have no silver spoon
Better days are coming soon
Now Nelly's working at the Lune
And she gets paid on Friday
Perhaps one day we'll make a splash
When Littlewoods supply the cash
We'll get a home In Knotty Ash
And buy your Dad a brewery
O you are a mucky kid
Dirty as a dustbin lid
When he finds out the things you did
You'll get a belt from your Dad
O you have your Father's face
You're growing up a real hard case
But there's no-one else to take your place
So go to sleep for your Mammy