Look at me curtains
I must wash me curtains
I must wash me curtains
Before he comes home
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road
He hates mucky curtains
He hates mucky curtains
He says mucky curtains
Means bugs in an 'ouse
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road
You can't keep 'em clean love
Wit' muck out o't chimneys
They're yellow wi sulphur
In two or three days
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe road
When we were first married
He'd laugh and he'd tease me
He'd swear he could see 'em
From Staniforth Road
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe road
I told him this morning
Just last thing this morning
I'll have 'em well fettled
By t'time you come home
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road
Look at me curtains
I must wash them curtains
I'll iron 'em and hang 'em
Before he comes home
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe road
But he's not coming home love
They've been from the mill love
A ladle of molten's
Gone all ovver t'men
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road
He's covered in bruises
He bruises so easy
He's still black and blue
From that cobble last week
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road
What am I thinking?
What time is it now love?
I must wash my curtains
They'll need to be clean
He says mine are t'cleanest on Attercliffe Road.
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