To the tune of "London Bridge"
Mrs Bridge is going down,
going down, going down
Mrs Bridge is going down,
on John Terry.
Takes his tool both back and front,
back and front, back and front,
likes it in her ass and c*nt
oh John Terry.
Likes to guzzle down his cream,
down his cream, down his cream
when she takes a breath she steams
oh John Terry.
Shoots his load over her tits
over her tits, over her tits
wipes it on her lower bits
Oh John Terry
Wayney Bridge walks in the door,
in the door, in the door,
catches them both on the floor.
He's not merry
Wades in with his feet and fists,
feet and fists, feet and fists,
bustes both of John Boy's wrists
boots his belly.
Terry's ribs they bend and bow,
bend and bow, bend and bow,
then his face takes a large blow,
turns to jelly