I hate the new age guys   I'm a chauvinist   I live on beer and pies   Tried to tell ya   But you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath   Ha, havn't brushed my teeth      Yesterday I lied   But all me mates gave me a real good alibi   Thanks guys   (No worries, mate)      I really went out drinking   I told you I was at work   Don't ask me for commitment   Because it's something I will shirk      I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker   And I really love your knockers   I'm a labourer by day   I piss up all me pay   Watching footy on T.V.   Just feed me more V.B.   Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away      Or take me as I am   This may mean you'll have to fetch another can   Rest assured if I start to make you breakfast   I'm going to extremes   But tomorrow I'll get shit-faced   And today won't mean a thing      I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo   And me best mate's name is Robbo   Winfield is me cigarette   I dress in flannelette   Shearer's singlet that is blue   Throw in a few tattoos   You know you wouldn't want me any other way      When you think you've got me figured out   The season's already changing   (From footy to cricket)   I think it's cool when I act like a tool   And me mates try to shave me      I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker   And I really love your knockers   I'm a labourer by day   I piss up all me pay   Watching footy on T.V.   Just feed me more V.B.   Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away      I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo   And me best mate's name is Robbo   Winfield is me cigarette   I dress in flannelette   Shearer's singlet that is blue   Throw in a few tattoos   You know you wouldn't want me any other way