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  • Leitch
    Buffont birds and burger boys are partying again
    Greasy fingers grope the twin sets on the old ghost train
    And pushing through the punters beneath the fairground glare
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, duck-tail in his hair
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, duck-tail in his hair.
    He's pushing his way through queue fronts, knocking hats off fools
    He stands up in the chairy plane, it's quite against the rules
    Who is that animal screaming at the girls from local schools ?
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, flexing his tattoos
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, flexing his tattoos.
    He keeps a medicine ball hanging just inside his shed
    So he can keep in training, hitting it with his head
    He'll nut you at the local hop if you as much as glance
    At Johnny Tuff and his bit of stuff when they begin to dance
    Da da da dance, da da da dance, da da da da ...
    Oh, Johnny he's from way back, how far ? No one knows
    The Original Boy-o still in the same old clothes
    They say he never grew up, that's why he's all the rage
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, permanent teenage
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, permanent teenage.
    Here's to Elv and Eddie, Brando and Jimmy too
    And crepes 'n' drapes and leather gear, and ace cafe-food 'n' brew
    But the hero of our story, he will always be the King
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, everybody sing or else
    Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff.
    Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff.
  • Leitch
    Buffont birds and burger boys are partying again
    Greasy fingers grope the twin sets on the old ghost train
    And pushing through the punters beneath the fairground glare
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, duck-tail in his hair
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, duck-tail in his hair.
    He's pushing his way through queue fronts, knocking hats off fools
    He stands up in the chairy plane, it's quite against the rules
    Who is that animal screaming at the girls from local schools ?
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, flexing his tattoos
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, flexing his tattoos.
    He keeps a medicine ball hanging just inside his shed
    So he can keep in training, hitting it with his head
    He'll nut you at the local hop if you as much as glance
    At Johnny Tuff and his bit of stuff when they begin to dance
    Da da da dance, da da da dance, da da da da ...
    Oh, Johnny he's from way back, how far ? No one knows
    The Original Boy-o still in the same old clothes
    They say he never grew up, that's why he's all the rage
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, permanent teenage
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, permanent teenage.
    Here's to Elv and Eddie, Brando and Jimmy too
    And crepes 'n' drapes and leather gear, and ace cafe-food 'n' brew
    But the hero of our story, he will always be the King
    It's Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, everybody sing or else
    Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff.
    Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff, Johnny Tuff.