
Dirty Diana’s Down The Chippy
low, heavy raw punk, fast, catchy, multiple layered raspy voices, background-choir (oh)

Dirty Diana’s Down The Chippy
low, heavy raw punk, fast, catchy, multiple layered raspy voices, background-choir (oh)
Lyrics
Dirty Diana
Dirty Diana
You’re a right old state
Ain’t ya
Met Dirty Diana
Outside the off-license
Lip gloss
Kebab sauce
Down her Primark dress
She said “you look minted”
I said “I’m on benefits”
She said “that’s attractive”
I said “I’m depressed”
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You love the drama
You love banana
You kissed my mate
Then called me “nana”
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You broke my heart in the kebab shop
I still went halves on your extra sauce
She’s queen of the beer garden
Plastic crown from Poundland
Tattoos of her exes
Spelt wrong on her neck
Says “I’m a princess”
Says “you’re my dirty prince”
We share one vape pen
Both smell like chips and regret
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You love the drama
You love banana
You nick me fries
Then call me “charmer”
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You broke my heart in the taxi queue
Still nicked my seat and my last chew
Di-di-Diana
Di-di-di-di-Di
I’m a mug
I’m a donut
You’re the reason why
Di-di-Diana
Di-di-di-di-Di
You’re a state
I’m a bigger state
Perfect
You and I
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You love the drama
You love banana
You snogged my cousin in front of Nana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
You wreck my life every weekend
See you Friday
Same place again
