Thank You
Such a bad side
Took the wrong ride
This piece of shit will drop you outside 29
I called her "pub land"
She called me "cab man"
Her rating's comfortably a four point five
Why do you look so funny?
You don't love me
I don't love you
Everyone's so funny
You don't love me
I don't love you
Take a break
These breaks they make you feel old (feel old in the head)
He reckons me for a has-been
On the back seat of her life
And it's a statement in itself to wear a uniform
In a field of sheep smart casual
She dress me down 'cause now she wants beef
Why do you look so funny?
You don't love me
I don't love you
Everyone's so funny
You don't love me
I don't love you
And when they ask I say
"We're long distance, but I drive"
This shit sticks like a dirty magazine
(Lonely housewives)
Hello this is your driver
Had to park on a side street
I know you think you carry on with naughty people
But that doesn't carry weight with me
And yes, I do mind if he smokes
And no, I've never met Steve
And if he can't pronounce my name
I bet like you
He'll call me Addison Lee
Why do you look so funny? (He'll call me Addison Lee)
You don't love me (he'll call me Addison, he'll call me Addison)
I don't love you (he'll call me Addison Lee)
Everyone's so funny (he'll call me Addison)
You don't love me (he'll call me Addison)
I don't love you (Addison, Addison Lee)
Broken bones 'side the stately homes
Blow until you're out of breath
Head and hands in tin foil sheets
Tragic 'cause they're brownish blue
Hat she washed in cold for you
I'm not your dad or the cab man
(This is recording, this is film recording)
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