Right, Friday night. I'm having my tea, which is Mum's homemade fish and chips, then I'm getting changed and I'm off to the school disco. Maybe I'll slap on some of that aftershave in the exotic green jar I got last Christmas. Not that I will be shaving 'before'.
Apparently in the bit after 'You wouldn't phone those guys that mess around with you girl' this bloke is singing
And when a guy you whack a stack-a-plass You wet der met der fool you dry your ass