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Chorus

Oh Newcastle

Whoooooaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whooooaaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whooooaaaaa

It's so beautiful my dear, and they can bury me here

(Something), show, bucks night

Pub crawls in a double decker and

Dickheads, in a fight

Probably over someone's hair

Cos the J-R is rockin' hard

The black Tshirts and mini-skirts

Jump club, fann-oi's

Can we get a cab cos my feet hurt?

With 'Khe Sanh' on the radio

And orange shit in the sky

The tourist grabs his road map,

Says 'where the f*** am I?'

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Well it's time to head, it's getting ugly

Shit-faced people with the munchies

Migrate to maccas or hamburger haven

for beer and (something) and egg and bacon

And the bogie hole for skinny dipping

(somehting here), carpark kissing

Some are sightseeing, some I bet are

At John Hunter nine months later

With thirty-thousand people screaming

'Go the Knights!'

The footballer looks around him,

Says 'where the f*** am I?'

Oh Newcastle

Whooooaaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whoooooaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whoooaaaaa

It's so beautiful

Who's been to the beaches on a Sunday night

Newcastle

Whoooooaaaaaa

And who's driven over Stockton bridge to see the city lights at night

Newcastle

Whoooooaaaaa

Cos I've been to Nobby's to watch the dawn

And nearly pissed my pants from a ship's foghorn

Ooooooooooo

Oh Newcastle

Whooooaaaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whoooooaaaaaa

Yeah Newcastle

Whoooooaaaaa

Yeah Newcastle, Newcastle, Newcastle

Whoooooaaaaa