Miss Macclesfield - Macc Lads
She was the perfect woman
She was my kind of a bird
'Cause she stayed in the kitchen
And she never said a word
She had real big tits
And a lovely slappable arse
But now she's into barbeques
And wine bars
Oh I used to go out with her
'Cause she cooked me all me meals
Then one day she made it big
When she won Miss Macclesfield
She married and Italian
Just 'cause he were posh
And they honeymooned in Brussles
And he played a bit of squash
Next she wed an ale baron
Who come from Lancashire
But he wasn't rich
He was just another Wigan queer
Oh I used to out with here
'Cause she cooked me all me meals
Miss Macclesfield
Then one day she made it big
When she won Miss Macclesfield
She'll get fed up of buffets
And one day she'll come back
'Cause she knows that
All the real men live in Macc
She'll tell me that she loves me
And she hated livin' with toffs
So I'll slip her a length
And then I'll tell her
F**k off
I used to go out with her
'Cause she cooked a nice bit of grub
She may have been a beauty queen
But I'd rather go down the pub
Miss Macclesfield Miss Macclesfield