Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger So listen to me if you care for your health You wont call me ginger less you're ginger yourself Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
When you are a ginger life is pretty hard Years of ritual bullying in the school yard Kids calling you ranga and fanta pants No invitation to the high school dance But you get up and learn to hold your head up You try to keep your cool and not get head up But until the feeling of Ill is truly let up And the word is ours and ours alone don't you know
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger Only a ginga can call another ginga ginga So if you call us ginge we just might come unhinged If you don't have a fringe with at least a tinge of the ginge Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Now listen to me when I am looking for sympathy Just because we're sensitive to UV Just because we're pathetically pale We do alright with the females Yeah I like to ask the ladies round for ginger beer And soon their running their fingers through my ginger beard And dunking my ginger nuts into their ginger tea And asking if they can call me ginge And I say "I don't think that's appropriate!"
Coz only a ginger can call another ginger ginger Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger And all the ladies agree it's a fact once you've gone ginge! you can't go back Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Yeah go ginge go you funky motherfunkin ginge
Yeah you can call us bozo or fire truck You can even call us carrot top or blood nut Yeah you can call us match stick or tampon
But fucking with the G word is just not on If you're a ginger-phobe and you don't like us You gonna stand up to the fight if you want to fight us But if you cut yourself you might catch gingavitis So maybe you should shut your funky mouth
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger