Man In The Boat Lyrics & Chords By The Macc Lads

Her tits hung low, but her arse was flabbier,
My fingers went in search of the pouting labia,
Smelled dead strong, I thought I'll have a bit of this,
And my tongue went looking for the clitoris,
(His tongue went looking for the clitoris),
My tongue went looking for the clitoris

Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it.

The bastard's disappeared, she must be faking,
Its like trying to find a bean in ten pounds of bacon,
Loads of hair and uncooked mutton,
There's no sign of a little pink button,
(There's no sign of a little pink button),
There's no sign of a little pink button.

Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it.

She turned over to watch Eastenders,
There must be a diagram someone could lend us,
Tried further up, got no reaction,
Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption,
(Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption)
Trust a bloody woman to have such a contraption.

Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it - where's the man in the boat?,
Can't f***ing find it.