Unisex Chip Shop – Bill Bailey Intro / / x2 I used to buy my chips from an oppressive chip shop regime. G D The girl who there, she seemed happy, But I knew it was not what it seemed. "Do you want salt and vinegar?", was what they made her say, But in the language of the ghetto, That means, "Help, I'm a woman in chains" I wanted to free her. In my dreams I would see her. Running naked through the woods round Rainham, If I had some tigers I'd train them. To protect her From the sexual fascism that was lurking, round the gherkins / /x2 Yeah I'd lean across the counter and we would talk, I carved the name "Debbie" on a little wooden fork. But into the shop came a skinhead gang, They snatched the fork from my hand. Debbie, she looked at me, to assert my masculinity. I said "Oi!", they said "What?", I said "Nothing”