Verse 1:
Meet you downstairs
in the bar and heard
your rolled up sleeves
in your skull t-shirt.
Said what did you do
with him today?
And sniff me out
like I was Tanqueray.
Bridge:
'Cos you're
my fella, my guy.
Hand me your
Stella and fly.
By the time,
I'm out the door,
You tear me down
like Roger Moore.
Chorus:
I cheated myself,
like I knew I would.
I told ya,
I was trouble.
You know that,
I'm no good.
Verse 2:
Upstairs in bed
with my ex boy.
He's in the place,
but I can’t get joy.
Thinking of you
in the final throws,
This is when
my buzzer goes.
Bridge 2:
Run out to me,
your chips and pitta.
You say when we’re married.
'Cos you're not bitter.
There'll be none
of him no more.
I cried for you
on the kitchen floor.
Chorus (Same lyrics)
Middle 8
Verse 3:
Sweet reunion,
Ja-maica and Spain.
We're like how
we were again.
I'm in the tub,
You’re on the seat.
Lick your lips
as I soak my feet.
Bridge 3:
Then you notice
lickle carpet burn.
My stomach drops
and my guts churn.
You shrug and
it's the worst,
to truly stick
the knife in first.
Chorus (x2)
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