I've signed-up to all the dating apps
Stated my preference for ladies, I've no interest in chaps
Recent photos only, no filters used
Vaccination status and political views
I swipe to the right, rarely swipe to the left
Yet I still get no matches, I'm completely dereft
Some of you clearly set your standards so low
So why won't you give poor Bri Jnr. a go
I, Bri, could be your guy
Give me a try, don't pass me by
Go on and make my day
I know what will make your day
Don't look the other way
Let's hook up, what you say?
Go on and make my day (hey!)
I know what will make your day (hey!)
Don't look the other way (nay!)
Let's hook up, what you say? (yay!)
I've widened my mileage, increased the age-gap
Yet there's no eager lady to land in my lap
I pretend to work-out, lie about my salary
Still I've got no takers to take home with me
Maybe I should catfish, it's my last chance
To score a date I'd even wear my best pants
But I'm too proud to go and stoop so low
What would it take for you give Bri a go?
I, Bri, could be your guy
Give me a try, don't make me cry
Go on and make my day
I know what will make your day
Don't look the other way
Let's hook up, what you say?
Go on and make my day (hey!)
I know what will make your day (hey!)
Don't look the other way (nay!)
Let's hook up, what you say? (yay!)
Release notes:
All words & music by Bri Jnr.
Tico has a hard time telling:
Coming in at a cool two minutes and twenty three seconds, this jingle jangle is pure joy. Yet another cry for help from Bri? Maybe. We will never know!
I was afforded chance to shine on this ditty, with some terrific backing vocals. Make no mistake, my lucious larynx can elevate even the most unelevatable.
Bri Jnr.:
Too busy breaking biscuits.
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