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Lots of lycra and girls with swimmers up there bum. that's why he, Became a boatie. She told me that her name was Cookie, I just laughed at her and said "That's pretty." Cos it rhymed. And then in 30 seconds time She said: I want to row like proper boaties, I want to do whatever proper boaties do, I want to pull like proper boaties, I want to pull, proper boaties like you. Well what else could I do - I said I'll see what I can do. They took to me a grotty boathouse, I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere, so it started there. They said "Row on this ergo", just laughed and said "I don't think so!", "That ain't gonna float in the channel is it?" And they said: Do you wanna row like proper boaties, Do you wanna see whatever proper boaties see Do you wanna pull like proper boaties, Do you wanna pull proper boaties like me. But he couldn't row in time, he just spooned and caught a crab. Get up early feel like shite, Go to circuits late at night(with steve). Go to lectures soaking wet, 'cos you can't get the boat set. And you'll never get it right, Because your rashies far too tight. You wear your swimmers up your bum, If we could get a life we wouldn't bother at all.. yeah We'll never row like proper boaties, We'll never do whatever proper boaties do. We'll never win like proper boaties, We'll never see a boat, slide out of view, and row and train and spew, because there's nothing else to do. Sing along with the girls crew, Sing along and it might just get you thru', Laugh along with the girls crew, Laugh along although they're laughing at you. and the stupid things you do, Because you think that being a boatie's cool. 
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