Secret Track. Pls Don’t Listen

[Intro: Bluey, Red]
Hey Red?
Yeah, Bluey?
I was wondering...
How many men named Geoff do you know?
Gee, let me think
I'll start

[Verse 1: Bluey]
My mate Geoff's a posty
Wakes up with the cockatoos
Rides his old red Honda
Delivering mail to me and you

[Chorus: Bluey]
How many men named Geoff do you know?
Your turn!
How many men named Geoff do you know?

[Verse 2: Red]
I have a mate named Tim
He lives for the weekend
Tows his boat and his missus
Down to the river bend

[Interlude: Bluey, Red]
Hey Red, this song's about Geoffs, mate
Righto, sorry
Have another go

[Verse 3: Red, Bluey]
I know a bloke who's a baker
He goes by the name of Paul
Nah mate, just listen to me
Geoffs, okay?

[Verse 4: Bluey]
I know a bloke named Geoff
Spends all his time in the shed
With only magazines for company
No wonder he's unwed

[Chorus: Bluey]
How many men named Geoff do you know?
How many men named Geoff do you know?

[Verse 5: Bluey, Red]
Russel who rustles horses?
No!
Greg who greases gears?
No!
Dale?
No!
Phil?
No!
Quinton?
No!
Lesley?
No!
Ben? Sam? Tom?
No!

[Interlude: Bluey and Red]
Jesus! This song's about Geoffs, mate!
Surely you know a Geoff?
Yeah, I can think of one
Alright then, sing about him!

[Chorus: Bluey]
How many men named Geoff do you know?
How many men named Geoff do you know?

[Verse 6: Red]
My mate Geoff's a farmer
Shot himself in the head

[Outro: Bluey, Red]
Jesus fucking Christ- aw shit, I didn't know- Oh fuck, mate, fuck, that is...
Fuck... fuck...
Shouldn't have pushed you on that one mate, I'm sorry
Alright