Here comes that bumpkin sound
I'm Carrie's cousin, I want to get down
Got thirty acres and friesian cows
I'm representing Taunton town
Give me 10p i'll give you a pound
You don't understand the way i sound
I've got reddy cheeks and dimples
I like hearsay pure and simple

Take me out to lunch and i will let you pay
Come into my barn and help me roll some hay
I really want to, go scrumping with you
and I will be your Somerset boy

She said, have you met my sister, that looks like your dad
I've never been to Yeovil but I wish that I had
I don't eat foreign food and just prefer chips and pie
I like to point at cars and watch the traffic going by
I talk with all the animals in the countryside
I don't like lettuce and I like my food to be fried
Speak like Wurzel Gummage if you'd like me to try
Cuz I am just a Somerset boy, a Somerset boy

Take me out to lunch and i will let you pay
Come into my barn and help me roll some hay
I really want to, go scrumping with you
and I will be your Somerset boy

Can we get away this weekend?
Take me to Bristol,
We can ride the buses and then jump in big puddles
Take me to your hood, are your trees made out of wood?
I've never been to Weston-super-mere is it good?
I could do with some brand new clothes,
Some big checked shirts,
Some new jeans and some nice bermuda shorts
Do you like how i talk?
Do you dig how i walks?
Cos I am just a Somerset boy, a Somerset boy.

Take me out to lunch and i will let you pay
Come into my barn and help me roll some hay
I really want to, go scrumping with you
and I will be your Somerset boy

(random oomquam type sounds)

Who killin em in the UK.
Everybody gonna say you K,
reluctantly, because most of this press don't f**k wit me.
Estelle once said to me, cool down down
don't act a fool now now.
I always act a fool oww oww.
Aint nothing new now now.
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
Ribena I know what you're drinkin.
Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin.
What's you're persona.
About this Americana?
Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer.
Dressed smart like a Taunton Bloke.
Before he speak his suit bespoke.
And you thought he was cute before.
Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke.
And I know you're not into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that CAAASH.
Cuz a lot WAGs want to hear it.
And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest.
Like the Pimps at their Gladist.
And I know they love it.
so to hell with all that rubbish

Are you alright my luvver, are you alright?
Are you alright my luvver, aare you alright?
Are you alright my luvver, are you alright?
Would you like me as a Somerset boy, your Somerset boy

Take me out to lunch and i will let you pay
Come into my barn and help me roll some hay
I really want to, go scrumping with you
and I will be your Somerset boy


god i love chris moyles, download somerset boy its awesome ^__^