[Verse 1]
I hate the new-age guys
I'm a chauvinist
I live on beer and pies
Tried to tell ya
But ya look at me
Like maybe I'm an angel underneath
Ha, haven't brushed me teeth

[Verse 2]
Yesterday, I lied
But all me mates gave me a real good alibi
Thanks, guys (No worries, mate)
I really went out drinkin'
I told you I was at work
Don't ask me for commitment
'Cause it's somethin' I will shirk

[Chorus]
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
Watchin' footy on TV
Just feed me more VB
Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away
[Verse 3]
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 goin' to extremes
But tomorrow, I'll get shit-faced
And today won't mean a thing

[Chorus]
I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo
And me best mate's name is Robbo
Winfield is me cigarrete
I dress in flanellette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos
You know you wouldn't want me any other way

[Bridge]
When ya think you've got me figured out
The season's already changin'
(From footy to cricket)
I think it's cool when I act like a tool
And me mates try to shave me

[Chorus]
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 TV
Just feed me more VB
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 cigarrete
I dress in flanellette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos
You know you wouldn't want me any other way