aussiebloke and his mate were performing in their band "Murphy & friends". He's been socking out a few old favourites, "Ryebuck Shearer", "Albion Shore" and the Red-backwaltz. When in walks these two sheilas - one long & skinny & chin up in the air, the other one round and smooth and soft. He moved into his old standard, "The Berrima Bride", always a good one with the ladies. They stride in, the air in the pub electric as these old guys see women for the first time in years. Chinup goes to the counter and orders a glass of champagne, thanks, and one for my friend, and aussie bloke is thumping on his lagerphone, bellowing the Berrima Bride into the chattering crowd...

"..and if I don't win the woman before i go,
my whips and spurs in the river I'll throw
and I'll never make a damper or tan another hide
til I've over me leg with the berrima Bride.."