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AE 07 Bettentcher
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An old-time London ditty
london humor humour slang cockney rhyming slang
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!
Martin Stirrup Singer/songwriter An old folkie who got back into it... These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic General
Charts
Peak #80
Peak in subgenre #24
Author
Martin Stirrup
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Martin Stirrup
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December 13, 2019
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MP3 7.2 MB • 320 kbps • 3:08
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WAV 31.6 MB
Story behind the song
Bettenther (a collapsing of better hadn't you) is a word I remember as a kid - so i used it in this song with a lot of Cockney rhyming slang... I'll have to put a translation on my website! http://www.martinstirrup.force9.co.uk/
Lyrics
AE 07 Bettentcher D AAD AA EEG A You better had then bettentcher You better had then bettentcher You're gonna have to do the business if you talk like that Or are you all mouth and trousers in your tit for tat You better had then bettentcher You better had then bettentcher You may look snazzy and so cocksure But trust me son I've heard ducks fart before D AG DD AG D EmAEmGD A I was chatting on the dog when I heard the bang Sounded like some boy racer had just had a prang Had a butchers out my window and I saw it all He'd put the rear end of his jam jar through my garden wall So I'm looking at the damage when his head appears Showing something tween a smile and an annoying lear Well i let out a few expletives and I had a shout, But he says keep yer 'air on grandpa, I'll get it sorted out There's a bunch of little toe-rags we all know Who've be playing knock down ginger up and down our road. If you say anything, they just cheek you back In the good old days you could just give 'em a whack I spoke to their dad he said kids'll be kids So I told him what I thought about his dustbin lids But he turns up his nose like he's just trod in a turd Says don't worry grandpa I'll just have a word
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