Young girls in their gangs
All pushing their prams
Whilst their dads
Do paper rounds
Plastic rings
Fake bling
Pierced cheeks
80 quid a week, Coral winning streak
Bet it tasted sweet
All in a state, another dead estate
Make way for the Queen Of Ringland
All the lads in their gangs
All pushing their grams
Deja Vu
It goes round and round