A Nifty Little Number Like You Lyrics by Humble Pie
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You smell like a fieldCow-shirt in midsummer sunI must have been madBut I gave you all the bread that I hadYour mother's a freakShe made me weak in my kneesYou're under her thumbWhy don't you pack your bags and runIsn't it sadI pity you now I'm not thereI hope you pull throughBut you're locked in your social zooI tried to re-arrange your headAnd show you where you wereBut you were too sickThen your mother bust her gufAnd tried to make me think like herBut I was too quickYou thought I was hookedShowing me off to your friendsWearing me like a badgeWas the only kick you ever hadPlease shave your legsPut down that horse and behaveI seen it beforeI ain't never gonna see it no moreYou whole domestick sceneAnd the way your life was runMade me so sickThat a nifty little number like youCould show anyone a few tricks
You smell like a fieldCow-shirt in midsummer sunI must have been madBut I gave you all the bread that I hadYour mother's a freakShe made me weak in my kneesYou're under her thumbWhy don't you pack your bags and runIsn't it sadI pity you now I'm not thereI hope you pull throughBut you're locked in your social zooI tried to re-arrange your headAnd show you where you wereBut you were too sickThen your mother bust her gufAnd tried to make me think like herBut I was too quickYou thought I was hookedShowing me off to your friendsWearing me like a badgeWas the only kick you ever hadPlease shave your legsPut down that horse and behaveI seen it beforeI ain't never gonna see it no moreYou whole domestick sceneAnd the way your life was runMade me so sickThat a nifty little number like youCould show anyone a few tricks