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By Jamie T, Wrapped in cling film, staying til the morning
Working in a
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By Jamie T, British Intelligence, they're on your back
And they won't catch no
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By Jamie T, You're messin' up my mind
You do it all the time
And
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By Jamie T, A lot of people around here
Lost the whites in their
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By Jamie T, Queens in the pocket girl in a locket
Boys wanna knock
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By Jamie T, Bottle of wine, and an old 45, rifle in the
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By Jamie T, Bullets Flying over head,
hear them hrough the walls as
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By Jamie T, Taking sides, planning a trip
No place like home if only
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By Jamie T, they think were fools sitting on the corner,
older you get
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By Jamie T, When there's no one left to fight
Boys like him don't
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By Jamie T, Better the devil you know
Confess, I guess I was the
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By Jamie T, Take your brother down to the sea
Have a two?s on
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By Jamie T, Big bang, where we going?
What we doing this night for?
Drunk
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By Jamie T, My old heart, it's been 13 hours
Too much to you
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By Jamie T, If you've got the money
I think it would be funny
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By Jamie T, Sitar singing on the operation
And people say they can't walk
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By Jamie T, Juveniles, hide your porno mags
The girl's got problems at her
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By Jamie T, From here to Salvador the ladies dance
To fill us reckless
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By Jamie T, Sheila goes out with her mate Stella
Gets poured all over
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By Jamie T, So lonely was the ballad
Harmonica man Sam was so knackered
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By Jamie T, Mothers talk to you like nothing is better
Than you going
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By Jamie T, Lets go back to mine for a moonshine,
Make sure your
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By Jamie T, Well I, I went to buy myslef a handgun
Why you
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By Jamie T, hmm mister mister
move your car off the yellow line
get a
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By Jamie T, Backing up stories what you talk, Earls Court
Nickname like the
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By Jamie T, If you smile girl i swear i'll dance these tiles
I'll
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By Jamie T, You were a no-show, down the jivin disco
My momma's at
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By Jamie T, First line last line a tick from the mad man
Tambourine
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By Jamie T, [Jamie]
(iy-oh, iy-oh, iy-oh) x8
Rawhide
singing on the motorway
gonna get to the
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By Jamie T, When there's no one left to fight, boys like him