Paroles

A guilt free chicken shop day Don't worry about it keep the change You know what they say It's always 5 o'clock somewhere Somewhere round the way Yea ok anyway I was feeling parched after So I sat myself down at the sports bar & grill To watch Runny Nose Sullivan and his mate play pool About a tenners worth on the side of the table They're there for the long haul So I carried on My jeans were full of more holes than a racist's argument So next stop's the high street Or what's left of it Topmans gone init so since then everyone's picked a side JD for the tracksuit mafia And Uniqlo for the Scandinavians But me I'm Mr Blonde stuck in the middle with you But we move forward Because we're human beings Be brave and believe or Behave and die anyway Choose Answer's on a postcard When is it ok to drive in the bus lane? And what about those yellow boxes Cause I'm a 160 quid down And I can't work out if there's any consistency there I suppose there's bigger problems to address Such as the world heating up like a kettle But the big stuff ain't my cup of tea I try to stay in my lane I'm not Greta I'm not great I was raised on McDonald's mate And sometimes we'd get a free burger with our parking tickets Come to think about it I suppose that means things have now come full circle I suppose I'm lovin' it
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