007 and Brucey Wayne,
Are shitting themselves because there's another name,
Coming to claim what is his to claim,
10% faster with a sturdier frame,
He's certainly come into his own,
There's one on is arm in every land that he roams,
And two consecutive nights alone,
Are a thing of the past as he has recently shown

They said he looks so handsome,
Stood not dancing,
Drawing you in like it's boring to him,
It's a war you can't win and the first and the last are two thing's you'll never be my darling,
Another run around and another push and shove,
Further away from the idea of love,
And his conclusion it must be good,
Or when the penny has dropped with an incredible thud,
Forgot to kick the tin,
He knows where she's going but dunt' know where she's been,
And there's the plus of the other thing,
He'll worry about it when it's trouble he's in,

They said he looks so handsome,
Stood not dancing,
Drawing you in like it's boring to him,
It's a war you can't win and the first and the last are two thing's you'll never be my darling,
Thing's you'll never be my darling,
(Thing's you'll never be my darling)
Two thing's you will never be my darling,
(Thing's you'll never be my darling)
Well he sneered and sniffed and spat at my chat up lines,
Not to feel like a twat at times, is hard,
But not for this kid, not when they come to you.

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I so wanted it long but she cut it short
And now I'm catching a cold
I told you not but no crack in the doobie
But it was already rolled

Oh, I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
Oh well, I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed last night
Oh baby, I must be mad

Well, I don't care about your massage oils
It's got my skin going red
Cause I'm a mad mother-fucker
With my curtains open
Sitting tucked up in bed

I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
Oh well, I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed last night
Oh baby, I must be mad

I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
Oh well, I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
Oh yeah, well I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed last night
Oh baby, I must be mad

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Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses with wet white trousers on
And worlds collide as the evening continues the dignity fucks off
Her brothers gone off to the strippers to make up for all the lost time
She could have been one of the bitches but she s actually alright

Cigarette smoker, im sorry but we‘re all unsure, how much you‘ve had but we think that you ought to maybe not have anymore

A country home even if we really tried wouldn t cease to surprise us now
And bet your dad would like to give us all a slap when are your parents back d‘you know?
I never came from no ghetto but it wasn t nowhere near here
Well spoken girls and stilettos, aren t something to fear

Cigarette smoker, cigarette smoke doesn t hide as well as you think and you d think that it ought to act as the perfect disguise

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