door op If I were the marrying kind,
Which thank the lord I’m not sir,
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a rugby full-back.
And he’d find touch,
and I’d find touch,
We’d both find touch together.
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Finding touch together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be wing three-quarter.
And he’d go hard,
And I’d go hard,
We’d both go hard together.
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Going hard together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a centre three-quarter.
And he’d pass it out,
And I’d pass it out,
We’d both pass it out together,
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Passing it out together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a rugby fly-half.
And he’d whip it out,
And I’d whip it out,
We’d both whip it out together,
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Whipping it out together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a rugby scrum-half.
And he’d put it in,
And I’d put it in,
We’d both put it in together,
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Putting it in together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a rugby hooker.
And he’d strike hard,
And I’d strike hard.
We’d both strike hard together.
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Striking hard together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a big prop-forward.
And he’d bind tight,
And I’d bind tight,
We’d both bind tight together,
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Binding tight together.
If I were the marrying kind,
etc…
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a referee.
And he would blow,
And I would blow,
We’d both blow together,
We’d be alright in the middle of the night,
Blowing hard together.
