Snooker Loopy Lyrics

...SNOOKER LOOPY... by Chas & Dave
*Released 1986*
Intro:
Chorus 1:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; me and him and them and me.
We'll show you what we can do, with a load of balls and a snooker cue.
Pot the reds then, screw back,
For the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Verse 1:
Now ol' Milo, as we all know's, got loadsa dappa suits.
London bred and he keeps his head 'though he's got Italian roots.
E-motional, but he keeps his cool, 'till he reaches the finals.
And whether he wins, or whether he don't, "I always bite me eye-balls".
Verse 2:
Now our friend Den; hours he spent, down the snooker hall.
On the old green baize, his mates seem amazed,
At his skills with a snooker ball.
And them long shots, he never ever got, why? the old mind boggles.
But nowadays, he pots the lot, "cos I wear these gog-gles".
Chorus 2:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; me and him and them and me.
We'll show you what we can do, with a load of balls and a snooker cue.
Pot the reds then, screw back,
For the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Verse 3:
Now Terry the taff, was born in a gaff, in the valleys of the land of song.
And as the reds, he puts to bed, he likes to sing a-long.
And if I win, he says with a grin; "it can only help me can't it?"
I'll celebrate; I'll buy another eight, "hair-brushes, for me bar-net".
Verse 4:
Now old Willy Thorne; his hair's all gone, and his mates all take the rise.
His opponent said; "cover up his head, 'cos it's shining in my eyes".
When the light shines down, on his bare crown,
It's a cert, he's gonna walk it,
It's just not fair giving off that glare;
"Per-haps I ought to chalk it".
Chorus 3:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; me and him and them and me.
We'll show you what we can do, with a load of balls and a snooker cue.
Pot the reds then, screw back,
For the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Verse 5:
Now Steve last year, come very near, to winning the snooker crown.
But he never got to put it on his ginger nut,
'Cos the black ball wouldn't go down.
His manager of all, said; "Sod that ball",
But it helped him make his mind up.
Now he don't care who wins this year;
"'Cos he's got the rest of us signed up".
Chorus 4:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; me and him and them and me.
We'll show you what we can do, with a load of balls and a snooker cue.
Pot the reds then, screw back,
For the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Chorus 5:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; me and him and them and me.
We'll show you what we can do, with a load of balls and a snooker cue.
Pot the reds then, screw back,
For the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Coda:
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
Snooker Loopy, nuts are we; we're all snooker, loo-py.
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