She used to be a school girl
Worked her butt off and did pretty darn well
Doesn’t know the meaning of “slacking off”
But when she parties – she’s bound to get quite sloshed
She’s a hockey playing girl
Quite short – maybe you’ve noticed
Finds it tough to change light bulbs and things
But it doesn’t stop her kicking ass on the astroturf
It doesn’t stop her ripping through the opposition
She’s a happy little tacker
Always smiling, even when the sun ain’t shining
She’s a happy little tacker
She’s a physio girl
And physio girls give a killer massage
Manipulates her men – kneads their muscles
She’s been God-sent to fix cruciate ligaments
She’s a very drunk girl
One drink is half a drink too much
So I guess that means that tomorrow morning she’ll be sore
But in that pint-sized bod lies a heart bigger than the moon
And in that moon-sized heart lies lots of love, oh yeah,
for me and you
And when she loses her way
On the journey home from a successful Perth Glory game
She can count on her friends for help
When the streets are rough and all roads look the same
She’s a happy little tacker
Always smiling, even when the sun ain’t shining
She’s a happy little tacker
words & music:
D. Allen-Williams 1999
(DADGBE)