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The Beautiful South

Just Checkin'

 

Just Checkin'

(album: Painting It Red - 2000)


I came in here, just to see his guilty face
I'm just checking
He's been dead twenty years but I sort of miss the chase
I'm just checking

I've seen folk just like her, pop their noses round the door
They're just checking
If this is where their husband was between 1 and 4
They're just checking

Nothing hits so definite, hits so hard
When he's moved from Old White Hart
and he's doing the Old Graveyard
We're running a check. On the love we had taken away
We're running a check. That death wasn't fortnight astray
Nothing hits so definite [repeat]

The mask of sobriety for afternoons he'd save
I'm just checking
If he could fool me regularly he'd certainly fool his grave
I'm just checking

I've seen those widows pray for the hunt that was taken away
They're just checking
They pretend they've just popped by like they popped by yesterday
They're just checking

I came round here in case he left a slate
No one settles up around here, like the widowed or the late
We've seen folk like you settle bills or family feuds
But no one's bought a drink for those that death excludes
We're just checking
We're just thinking
We're just sinking

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