Cheetham Hill

Lyrics for Cheetham Hill

See the fleet of cruising cars Go past the stations and the bars. Never stop to get out In case they choose to cruise about. Well, I tell you, that boy, He stopped up at the station. He must be on a mission of passion Couldn't make out whether he was from Salford or... ah... Manchester. And this London visitor had this to say: "Cheater" Cheetham Hill. Only way you stop is for passion at the station. Why you cruising? To be unfaithful. You want to settle up, you want to settle down. And some man really hurt you. He isn't around in Cheetham. You cheated. Well I tell you, That boy, he stopped up at the station. He must be on a mission of passion. Cheater. Cheetham Hill. Where you going, boy? Are you cheatin'? Is that why you come from Cheetham Hill? When you stopped up at the station Was it an excuse to get away from your wife for the evening? Couldn't make out whether he was from (Max or Mary) Salford or... ah... Manchester (Chutney ferret) And this London visitor had this to say "Cheater" Cheetham. (Cheetham Hill.) (Customised Intentional There's no need to go berserk You don't scratch my nice blue Merc I won't need to go berserk If you don't scratch my nice green Merc) And the boy stopped up At the passion wagon We couldn't make out where he was from Salford or Manchester And this London visitor had this to say