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Chas & Dave - The Sideboard Song (Got My Beer In The Sideboard Here) (from 'A Great Night In')

Classic live performance of 'The Sideboard Song (Got My Beer In The Sideboard Here)', by Chas & Dave. Taken From 'A Great Night In' This is the official YouTube channel for British pop rock duo, Chas & Dave. Formed in London by Chas Hodges and Dave Peacock, Chas & Dave were most notable as creators and performers of a musical style labelled rockney (a portmanteau of rock and cockney), which mixes "pub singalong, music-hall humour, boogie-woogie piano and pre-Beatles rock 'n' roll". Hits include "Gertcha", "Rabbit" and "Ain't No Pleasing You". Follow Chas & Dave   / chas_n_dave_official     / chasanddaveofficial     / chasanddaveofficial   https://open.spotify.com/artist/38unG... #ChasAndDave #Rockney #LiveMusic Lyrics: Mother phoned up last night, she was going spare She was in a temper, pulling out her hair "Your sister's brought in this scruffy looking head Father don't give a monkey's, this is what he said" I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here I said to me mother, let me have a talk to dad So he comes to the telephone, he wasn't half mad Says "She's got no sense, the silly little cow And if he comes round here there's gonna be a row" I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here "I'll tell you something else an' all he's never got a job He hangs around the betting shop the lazy little yob" Mother says, "Calm down dad, he's alright" "They're out there snogging in the passage all night" I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here If he comes 'round here, I've got my beer Let mother sort it out in the sideboard here I've got my beer, let mother sort it out I don't care if he comes 'round here Biggy was a tramp with stubble on his chin He looks like something that the cats brought in Never got no money smokes all my fags Got holes in his soles and his hanging in rags On top of that he says I tell you why I got the hump She had a skinny little belly, now it's sticking out the front There's nothing seems to fit her, she's a running out of clothes If he thinks he takin' liberties I'll punch him on the nose I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here If he comes 'round here, I've got my beer Let mother sort it out in the sideboard here I've got my beer, let mother sort it out I don't care if he comes 'round here I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if he comes 'round here I've got my beer in the sideboard here Let mother sort it out if he comes round here If he comes 'round here, I've got my beer Let mother sort it out in the sideboard here I've got my beer, let mother sort it out I don't care if he comes 'round here