Author: kenny howard

Chapter 5
Last conga in coningsby

There was ten of us from Curtis drive
And we all loved a bloody good conga
Once a year we would throw a party
Financed by a loan from wonga

After drinks we would form a line
And a conga we would go
Shaking our bums up-to the raf base
We loved to conga loud but slow

Unfortunately we must have upset somebody
Because the old bill band us forever
So now once a year we all meet together
And just discuss the fucking weather ...,


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