A Grand Don't Come for Free lyrics

Thats the one, oi
How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through.
Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room,
People keep pushing me though, no reception on the phone.

And i'm thinkin'...
(Light are blinding my eyes)

They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner,

And im thinkin'...

Cause the last relationship fucked her up
Got hurt majorly, finds it tough to trust
Looked at the ashtray then looked back up
Spinning it away on the table top
She looked much fitter than Saturday just
She worked in JDs with Dan
Back then I figured she was pretty damn rough
But she was only wearing her work stuff
And in these clothes she looked more than buff

In one single moment, your whole life can turn round
I stand there for a minute, staring straight into the ground
Looking to the left slightly, then looking back down
The world feels like it's caved in, proper sorry frown

Please let me show you where we could only just be for us
I can change, and I can grow, or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust

If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day I will,
No-ones going to fucking tell me jack,
But can you rely on anyone in this world?
No you cant; it's not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans
Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start,
It's fucked up that a mans life can just be attacked,
Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on,

Excuse me, girl. I know it's a bit embarrassing, but I just noticed tan lines... on your shirt.

See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine
Maybe even nine-and-a-half in four beers time
That blue top shop top you've got on is nice
Bit too much fake tan, though, but yeah, you score high
But there's just one little thing that's really really
Really really annoying me about you, you see

Go, get out of my house
Please
And actually give me back my keys
But
I'll be proper angry
If
You're not back later on your knees

Look, if I'm talking to you you shouldn't be gawping in thin air
You're so selfish but what about us, as in pair?
I needed you to come over man, I needed you to be near
I'm about to do something crazy; you'll regret this, I swear

It was supposed to be so easy...

Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings and hurry

So first to get the film back in time
To avoid that big fine
I had to do a fast hill climb
But I fast declined

But I flew a bit quick
Arms like a lunatic
I had to stop for a few ticks
I started feeling sick

(Chorus)
Its his lucky day, thats a given
Hell tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
Hes not addicted, he can stop any time
But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine

This time I know Im gonna smash the bet
I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
Men grip slips wipe their hands with sweat
The camera pans the away fans end

Yeah safe man, you ok?
Just calling to ensure you got back in
Hope you coped yesterday, cos I felt well damn grim
But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning
Man I was hanging
head-to-sted on the headrest in pain
Prayed away all my bad sins
Lost count of the plain chardonnays before the fourth or maybe the fifth
In future I need to abstain
If only id had a bit of discipline

He's fuckin' lyin' I know he is
It's written all over his face

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?

Can't seem to do anything but stare

I should be standing at the bar, waving a ten pound note around
But I sit here on the sofa at my girls house
I should be chatting shit as I'm nobbing out another stout
But I'll roach a spliff watching the TV for now
I should be watching the fruit machines for which one will pay out
But I sit on the sofa at my girls, anyhow
I should be legging it from a cab, like a mad little lout