Lyrics:

Julie was a schooly and she said she came from Stoke, If you help her with her homework, then she'll let you have a grope, Wears her knickers round her ankles, they're always full of stains, She'll swop a knucle shuffle for a note to get off games.



But you can't take her down the pub, she's a bit of a hound, (Julie the Schooly) You can't order lemonade when you're buying a round, (Julie the Schooly) She leaves the upper fourth at a quarter to four, She can bind like a whore, She can talk to your pork, And she bangs like a shithouse door when the plague's in town.



She said she wanted plating, I dropped down to my knees, I stopped myself from fainting, she smelled of mushy peas, Then I found some carrots and I said that I'd be sick, She said that the last bloke was, and she swallowed half my dick.



But you can't take her down the pub, she's a bit of a hound, (Julie the Schooly) You can't order lemonade when you're buying a round, (Julie the Schooly) She leaves the upper fourth at a quarter to four, She can bind like a whore, She can talk to your pork, And she bangs like a shithouse door when the plague's in town.



(Julie the Schooly), (Julie the Schooly), (Julie the Schooly), (Julie the Schooly).



She leaves the upper fourth at a quarter to four, She can bind like a whore, She can talk to your pork, She leaves the upper fourth at a quarter to four, She can bind like a whore, She can talk to your pork, She leaves the upper fourth at a quarter to four, She can bind like a whore, She can talk to your pork, And she bangs like a shithouse door when the plague's in town.