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Govan Lass Written In Glesga Slang

Am a lass fae Govan There a wiz born n breid When a wiz wee a wiz playing tig on the dykes N a split ma poor wee heid Fae Glesga to Fife Wiz where we went To a flat in Methil That ma maw goat fur rent To skool a went like A scaredey cat, didny know wit ti expect 2nd year it the high skool Wiz a bit eh a pain in the neck Home eckie wiz the class A wanted it to be fun Skool went well n a started wurk Tull a wiz cooking a bun Am a mammy eh 3 noo Bit wit kin a say? A replaced the telly Nae mare tumbles in the hay Ma weans are getting big fast Aw gawn ti skool their self But if a dont shake ma **** now A might get left oan the shelf

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