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BOWIE'S: DRIVING DOHERTY

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Drive in Saturday. By R. Hucker

(uh uh aaah) Let me put my arms around your head

(dom du aaah) Gee, it''s hot, let''s go to bed

Don''t forget to turn on the light

Don''t laugh babe, it''ll be alright

(dom du aaah) Pour me out another phone

(dom du aaah) I''ll ring and see if your friends are home

Perhaps the strange ones in the dome

Can lend us a book we can read up alone

And try to get it on like once before

When people stared in Jagger''s eyes and scored

Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he''d shrug and ask to stay

She''d sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn her face away

She''s uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But she knows she really loves him

It''s a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)

It''s a Drive-in Saturday

Jung the foreman prayed at work (dom du aaah)

Neither hands nor limbs would burst

It''s hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation

(bah dom bah) Cursing at the Astronette

(dom du aaah) Who stands in steel by his cabinet

He''s crashing out with Sylvian

The Bureau Supply for ageing men

With snorting head he gazes to the shore

Once had raged a sea that raged no more

Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he''d shrug and ask to stay

She''d sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn her face away

She''s uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But she knows she really loves him

It''s a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)

It''s a Drive-in Saturday

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he''d shrug and ask to stay

She''d sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn her face away

She''s uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But she knows she really loves him

It''s a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)

It''s a Drive-in Saturday, yeah, yeah

(Drive-in Saturday)

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

Drive in Saturday

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

It''s a, it''s a, it''s a drive in Saturday

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

It''s a, it''s a, it''s a, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

Dom du du du, dom du du du

(It''s a Drive-in Saturday)

Dom du du da, dom du du da

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Driving Doherty. By D. Bowie

(uh uh aaah) Let him put his arms around your head

(dom du aaah) Three, we’re hot, Yeovil’s put to bed

Don’t forget to turn out contrite

Doc laughs last, he’ll be alright

(dom du aaah) Bore me now upon the phone

(dom du aaah) I’ll cringe at Neil and friends at home

Perhaps the strange ones with a moan

Can be happy we won and just leave Doc alone

And try to cheer us on like once before

When Seagulls stared in saddened eyes he scored

Like Late Kick Off films we saw

His name was Ginger Pele (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he’d hug when asked to play

He’d try like Smith the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn and race away

We’re uncertain if we likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But we knows we really loves him

It’s a crash burn for the slaters (got got du aaah)

It’s a driving Doherty

Holt the forward did his work (dom du aaah)

Head in hands no net would burst

It’s hard enough for keeper’s damnation but a post-out situation

(bah dom bah) Cursing at the empty net

(dom du aaah) Who stands to steal from his ricochet

He’s cashing in, Wes Hoolahan

The corner supplied by Anthony again

With snorting head he blazes in to score

Once we raged I see we rage no more

Like Late Kick Off films we saw

His name was Ginger Pele (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he’d hug each time he’d play

He’d try like Smith the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn and race away

We’re uncertain if we likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But we knows we really loves him

It’s a crash burn for his slaters (got got du aaah)

It’s a driving Doherty, yeah, yeah

His name was Ginger Pele (got got du aaah aah aah)

And he’d hug when asked to play

He’d try like Smith the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)

And turn and race away

We’re uncertain if we likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)

But we knows we really loves him

It’s a crash burn for his slaters (got got du aaah)

It’s a driving Doherty

(Driving Doherty)

(It''s a Driving Doherty)

(It''s a Driving Doherty)

Driving Doherty

(It''s a Driving Doherty)

It''s a, it''s a, it''s a driving Doherty

(It''s a Driving Doherty)

It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, Gazza, Gazza, Gazza, Gazza, Gazza, Gazza

(It''s a Driving Docherty)

Dom du du du, dom du du du

(It''s a Driving Docherty)

Dom du du da, dom du du da

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[quote user="RUDOLPH HUCKER"]Do you think it will catch on with all those retro hooligans in the Snakepit, Morty?[/quote]I hate to break it to you this way but, no.

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[quote user="RUDOLPH HUCKER"]Do you think it would help if I changed the title to ''Strivin'' Doherty?''[/quote]I hate to break it to you this way but, its shite.

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[quote user="RUDOLPH HUCKER"]****! ****!!

It took me bloody ages![/quote]Sorry.Maybe, any minute, hordes of posters will arrive in the thread and declare it brilliant.It could happen.

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Allow me to be the first to declare it bril...Morty is right, it''s ****. BUT it clearly has had a little more thought afforded to it than "We fu****g love Grant Holt".

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It''s technically brilliant Rude.

But bearing in mind where I sit in the upper Barclay (we have to join hands to try to contact the living) it''s a no no.

If the IQ of most of the people who sit near me was raised by 10 they would be amoeba''s

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I don''t think Rudolph was seriously suggesting this as a song to be sung on the terraces, more an outlet for late night boredom and a response to the glut of pretty sh*t song suggestions that are appearing recently... I could be wrong, though, in which case maybe its time to take hymn sheets with you to the game, help you remember the words! (Besides, most of the kids won''t even know the tune)

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I think it was Mr. Chops who came up with the concept of putting player songs to wordy and complicated not to mention slightly obscure song lyrics.

It is a bit of fun.......and a challenge.

In reality most songs are repetitive and based on very few tunes.

I suppose it is a humorous response to some of the simplistic but equally crass song suggestions.

Now, Houston, there is no need to reply. Do you remember Monty Pie - thooon? Think along those lines and even if you don''t get it you should avoid feeling hurt at sensing you are somehow out of the loop.

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Too many words to remember, Rude Boy. Great song, though, for those of us old enough to remember it. Mr Bowie produced many classics in the seventies. Each and every one of his songs was an original, catchy tune.

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[quote user="First Wazzock"]

It''s technically brilliant Rude.

But bearing in mind where I sit in the upper Barclay (we have to join hands to try to contact the living) it''s a no no.

If the IQ of most of the people who sit near me was raised by 10 they would be amoeba''s

[/quote]

Christ, we''re not rumoured to be signing him again are we?

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