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Stevie City loves his drugs
And he's got friends in all the clubs
He spends his day with speed to burn
I wonder if he'll ever learn
No sacrifice not ever
You know it's there all the time
So speak to me in colour
You know you can all the time
Never fear Stevie's here
He's the geezer with the gear
He's got the ticket for a donkey ride
He's the man that'll be outside
We call the copper pucca man
He's from south of the river with a bit of a tan
He'll wake you up when you're in bed
And talk about what's in his head
Stevie City jumped the fence
So he could hide the evidence
He's always got a tale to tell
I wonder if his cottage's for sale
No sacrifice not ever
You know it's there all the time
So speak to me in colour
You know you can all the time
Never fear Stevie's here
He's the geezer with the gear
He's got the ticket for a donkey ride
He's the man that'll be outside
We call the copper pucca man
He's from south of the river with a bit of a tan
He'll wake you up when you're in bed
And tell you tales that are in his head
Stevie City's got to stop
Going in the bedroom shop
He said don't worry it's five to four
But I shake my head as he slams the door
No sacrifice not ever
You know it's there all the time
So speak to me in colour
You know you can all the time
Never fear Stevie's here
He's the geezer with the gear
He's got the ticket for a donkey ride
He's the man that'll be outside
We call the copper pucca man
He's from south of the river with a bit of a tan
He'll wake you up when you're in bed
And tell you tales that are in his head
I'm telling ya
I'm telling ya
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