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Johnny Tuff
by Donovan
´╗┐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 chair plane
It's quite against the rules
Who is that manimal screaming
At the girls from local schools?

It's Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Flexing his tattoos
It's Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) 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-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!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Permanent teenage
It's Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Permanent teenage

Here's to Elve and Eddie
Brando and Jimmy too
And crepes and drapes and leather gear
And ace caf-food and brew
But the hero of our story
He will always be the King

It's Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Everybody sing (or else)
It's Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Johnny Tuff
Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff!) Johnny Tuff (Johnny Tuff)
Johnny Tuff
notes by Anonymous