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(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!