"...ah've got claws in ma paws like a crocodile's jaws and a heid like a fairmer's bull!"

I just love that song keberoxu! I lived in Glasgow for many years, and learned to speak Broad Glasgae.

I always laugh at 'The 'Polis stations roond aboot hae bars on the windae sull, no tae keep the prisoners in, bu tae keep oot Sam the Skull.'

I took in a ginger stray when I had a flat in the Byres Road area of Glasgow. He was renowned for mugging drunks when they came out of the fish-and-chip shop. I used to watch him from my window. He'd wind seductively round their legs,and when the rather unsteady drunks bent down to stroke him, he'd grab their piece of fish and whizz off at high speed. The men's language was terrible!
I couldn't think of a fascinating name for him, so I just called him Ginger.