Are shitting there ‘selves 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 his 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 things you’ll never
Be my darling
Another roll around and another push and shove
Further away from the idea of love
And his conclusion it must be good
Oh wouldn’t the penny would drop with an incredible thud
They forgot to kick the tin, he knows where she’s going
But don’t know where she’s been
And as opposed to 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
Things you’ll never be my darling
Things you’ll never be my darling
(Two things you will never be my darling)
(Two things you’ll never be my darling)
They 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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