The Bevlar is a girl that you might like,
doin guys and gals, the village bike.
Find me goin down in me pound land
do me weekly shop in dat Iceland.
Me and fat Frank we didn’t last,
Now its me and Twig avin a blast.
Gets me knock off stock from dat primark,
I pays him back with blowys in da park.
Me hopes yer gonna like Bev’s little ditty,
yer knows I can be tempted by a chomp on da clitty.
Lyn wiv the limp and her braced legs,
fat sue wiv the smart car ok she’s the dregs.
Bevs little rap is comin to an end,
Bells palsy Pete a text I must send.
Remember me mates one and all,
The Bevlar lives her life and is avin a ball.
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