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The Manor

The Morning After

 

The Morning After

(アルバム: Full English - 2013)


I was just telling him about that Debra down in Bromley. Remember that Debra?
What Debra
The Debra that sort right good looking sort
The one we kiting up
Oh the bank bird
The bank bird right
I ring the bell right I'm standing there I'm waiting right
There's a geezer standing there in a see-through woman's neglige

Lagging like usual spinning out my noodle
Now I just regret it like every night on bugle
I was in Friction mixing my drinks like my diction
With a couple links I stopped linking
But now I'm thinking I've had a little drought
So I give a quick shout but says I'm bang-out
Of order 'cause I never called her
Tweeted or BB'd after going deep in her corner
I'm like sweet love I'll see you next week
Now I'm on this little longer that I really should have beat
Way back when all my puff was purple like my patch
I was knocking on the door but there's a catch
She wouldn't smash if I weren't her boyfriend
So I had to go and duck her out no hoisin
And as it turned out she still made the same choices
So I go and leave her for the toilet
Then I get a text, who's this?
It's my mate's ex talking stupid
'Bout how her and two pals
Wanna come back to mine for that horizontal moving
I really shouldn't but I'm that lagging
Twenty minutes later I'm black cabbing
I get back then quick I ring Jack
'Cause he doesn't know the pal so it wouldn't be a par
If he took her to the sack so how 'bout that
I said how 'bout that

I went out for a little night out
Hust me and my pals going for a light out
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling
Couple lines and too many wines
We got fucked but we had a good time
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling

Little spray of Tom Ford and I'm ready
Got the gold straps on the blue velvet Giuseppe's
Straight cash don't trust the banks fuck Benny
Warm-up with a triple shot of Henny ya' get me
Galis like Spenny clinical as Remy
Feel it in your belly better take a Rennie
Girls I got many I ain't looking for wife
Just remember darling I can change your life if you lemme
Couple boots straight from the block no Jenny
Couple boots that would make Kate Moss get a semi
Couple G's in my packet couple G's in my squad
Couple G on my buckle couple more on my watch
Spend a G on a bottle and drop a G in the top
It's on top when the bottles get popped
'Cause dizzle in my brandy bringing in my family
Bitches ain't on nothing so we're sticking it on mandy
Dizzle in Ciroc dizzle in Courvois
Drink finish then we're drinking straight dizzle on the rocks
Bitches on case but I got nothing to shot
If she wants a bit of dizzle she can lick it off the block
If she wants another corner she can sniff it off my cock
Now I've got her into sherbert and she looking like a dog
Wired, wide-eyed like I put it in her Gary
I beg she hasn't got a hairy fanny

I went out for a little night out
Hust me and my pals going for a light out
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling
Couple lines and too many wines
We got fucked but we had a good time
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling

Tell him about the bird bent over the sofa with the big herberts
There's a bird standing next to me, she's leaning over the sofa
She's got the biggest pair of tits you've ever fucking seen in your life they're like that right
And I'm looking at her thinking fucking hell I'd like to get hold of that
I've looked round and she's getting it from behind she's getting a severe portion right up her fucking Gary

No one call my phone don't bother with a text
I ain't gonna pick it up I ain't even gonna check
Left with my wallet in the cab with a bobby and a cheque
Weeks wages that I didn't even spend
Slowly on the mend now splashing with a blem
Every single puff's like a bullet to the head
But the hair of the dog yes the hair of the dog
I'ma sort this out with a beer and a shot
Fuck me suddenly the nights all come back
From the fit bird to the one I left with Jack said
Something to the fit one it ended with a slap
Didn't see it coming I was staring at her rack city
Titties over pretty I ain't pick I'm a nitty when I've had couple drinks
One love if you're with me
What d'ya mean one drinks twelve sixty
I remember telling her don't treat me like a prick please
Then the bar girl said she'd sort something free when the management had left
Left my wallet on the side, fuck that's where it went
Either way I ain't gon' see that shit again

I went out for a little night out
Hust me and my pals going for a light out
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling
Couple lines and too many wines
We got fucked but we had a good time
But when we woke up this evening
We all had a very bad feeling

The bird looked down at me rolling the joint and she said to me
"Oh no it ain't gonna be one of those parties is it"

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