Bingo Bella

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'll be down to collect you for the bingo, Bella,
Rendezvous in the Gallowgate,
Mind, Bella, don't be late
We've got to be there before the crowd starts queuing.
Remember when we get there, Bella,
We're gonnie be trying for the big snowball,
But whether it's win or lose,
We'll have a damn good feed of the booze,
Tomorrow night at the South Side Bingo Ball.

You and I were nearly winning last time, Bella,
If it hadn't been for Maggie McGill,
Wouldn't yon one make you ill?
Seven hundred and twenty two smackers.
Hasn't spoken to a neighbour since then
After tapping them for seventeen years
Ah but, mind you, there's one thing nice,
Lightning never strikes the same place twice,
So we will have a chance at the South Side Bingo Ball.

We'll be catching the bus to the bingo, Bella,
We will alight at the Gorbals Cross,
Pie and peas with tomato sauce,
Till we can lay our hands on that snowball.
Then we'll be heading for the taxi, Bella,
To the Rogano wi' yer ten bob tip,
And when they ask us what we want,
We'll say pour us oot yer creme du mint
Tomorrow night at the South Side Bingo Ball.