Well, let me tell you ‘bout my latest hobbyIf you will promise not to tell a bobbyIt’s guaranteed to titillate and exciteTake one or two and you’ll be dancing all nightSo many different types of them you can tryAfghan, Moroccan, Lebanese, Dutch and ThaiThey could be brown or black or purple or pinkThey’re so much better than kissing and drinkLet’s all take rugsAlthough they’re made by thugsThey might be covered in bugsBut open up your lugsI take a load of rugsHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a good boy reallyHe just takes rugs, that’s allI just can’t get enough of the swirling coloured patternsRugs make me feel confident and cocky and bigThe trouble with it is that once you’ve startedGiving it up will make you broken-heartedI got addicted and I told a doctorThe very mention of it totally shocked herShe said I ought to make a full confessionAnd in response I did a pig impressionShe called the coppers as I started to snortI was arrested and they took me to courtI say take rugsEverybody take rugsThere’s nothing wrong with rugsEverybody take rugsTake rugs! Take rugs!Well, the judge banged his hammer and they threw me in the slammerAnd they wouldn’t even offer me bailI got a ten year sentence but I’m showing no repentanceRugs are easier to come by in jailDe-De-dit- De-deeDit-dit-dit-de-deeDit-dit-de-dit-ditDe-de-deeRUGS
Well, let me tell you ‘bout my latest hobbyIf you will promise not to tell a bobbyIt’s guaranteed to titillate and exciteTake one or two and you’ll be dancing all nightSo many different types of them you can tryAfghan, Moroccan, Lebanese, Dutch and ThaiThey could be brown or black or purple or pinkThey’re so much better than kissing and drinkLet’s all take rugsAlthough they’re made by thugsThey might be covered in bugsBut open up your lugsI take a load of rugsHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a goodHe’s a good boy reallyHe just takes rugs, that’s allI just can’t get enoughOf the swirling coloured patternsRugs make me feel confident And cocky and bigThe trouble with it is that once you’ve startedGiving it up will make you broken-heartedI got addicted and I told a doctorThe very mention of it totally shocked herShe said I ought to make a full confessionAnd in response I did a pig impressionShe called the coppers as I started to snortI was arrested and they took me to courtI say take rugsEverybody take rugsThere’s nothing wrong with rugsEverybody take rugsTake rugs! Take rugs!Well, the judge banged his hammer And they threw me in the slammerAnd they wouldn’t even offer me bailI got a ten year sentence But I’m showing no repentanceRugs are easier to come by in jailDe-De-dit- De-deeDit-dit-dit-de-deeDit-dit-de-dit-ditDe-de-deeRUGS