I hate the new age guys
I'm a chauvinist
I live on beer and pies
Tried to tell ya
But you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath
Ha, havn't brushed my teeth

Yesterday I lied
But all me mates gave me a real good alibi
Thanks guys
(No worries, mate)

I really went out drinking
I told you I was at work
Don't ask me for commitment
Because it's something I will shirk

I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers
I'm a labourer by day
I piss up all me pay
Watching footy on T.V.
Just feed me more V.B.
Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away

Or take me as I am
This may mean you'll have to fetch another can
Rest assured if I start to make you breakfast
I'm going to extremes
But tomorrow I'll get shit-faced
And today won't mean a thing

I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo
And me best mate's name is Robbo
Winfield is me cigarette
I dress in flannelette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos
You know you wouldn't want me any other way

When you think you've got me figured out
The season's already changing
(From footy to cricket)
I think it's cool when I act like a tool
And me mates try to shave me

I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers
I'm a labourer by day
I piss up all me pay
Watching footy on T.V.
Just feed me more V.B.
Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away

I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo
And me best mate's name is Robbo
Winfield is me cigarette
I dress in flannelette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos
You know you wouldn't want me any other way