Letras
[Woman]
"Hello, what's your name?"
[Judge Dread]
"Dread"
[W]
"Not Judge Dread?"
[J.D.]
"Yes, that's right"
[W]
"Oh, I've always wanted to meet you"
[J.D.]
"Oh really, why?"
[W]
"Oh, I'm a really big fan of yours"
[J.D.]
"That's very nice of you to say that"
[W]
"Is It true?"
[J.D.]
"Is what true?"
[W]
"What they say about big nine"
[J.D.]
"Well, I think you'd better have a look for yourself"
[W]
"Oh, it's true, it's true! Come on Dread, get 'em off"
[J.D.]
"No, what do you take me for!"
[W]
"Come on, don't be shy"
[W]
"Now doesn't that feel better?"
[J.D.]
"Oh yes, those bloody boots were killing me!"
[W]
"Here, look at this"
[J.D.]
"Oh my god, I don't believe it!"
[W]
"Oh come on, touch it"
[J.D.]
"You must be bloody jokin', you're not even a proper woman!
You're a geezer dressed up! you're one of those Trans
What do they call 'em
Transvestites!"
[W]
"Oh come on dear, this is 1975"
[J.D.]
"Oh I don't know, every time I come out, every bloody time, it always ends up in sillys!"
[W]
"Come home and give me love please"
[J.D.]
"I'll tell you what, I'll give you bloody love!
I'll give you the rough end of a pineapple! Go on, fuck off!"
[W]
"Nasty man you"
[J.D.]
"Away!"
[W]
"What?"
[J.D.]
"Take your soddy handbag with you!"
[W]
"And I'm not going to buy anymore of your records! Fuck off!"