Вершы: Libertines, The. Dirty Pretty Boy.

i goes to a ball and they call me cinderella
and upon my coat i wear a button hole and he calls my a tidy fella
and next to me comes old mother brown pulling up her railway socks
she says to me come and have another dance cause it aint quite 12 o clock
sooo
off we go
a round round round
and there's gonna be some trouble i know
cause i got no buttons on my trousers
and me pins aint none too strong
hurry up mrs brown i can fell them coming down and it wont take none to long.