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Hilltop Hoods

Laced Up

 

Laced Up


Let's get lost in a fantasy
Squander your salary
Light a match, drop it into gasoline
Live like rock bottom is a trampoline
You and I gonna paint the town
Do it like I'ma date the crown
At a restaurant, upper echelon
The only way is down

Brushing off my trainer's dust
And lace them up like we're cutting narcotics
The day is up, I'm paid and flush
And ain't nothing can stop this
Don't make a fuss
We're late, no rush and I promise
That you won't go paying
You won't go paying

Walk in like a man made, in the door to the cafe
Menu board need to translate
Can't afford any canapes
But damn straight I'ma order the champagne
Ever feel like wanting to die?
When the cheque make you vomit inside
Can I get a Heimlich maneuver?
I can't swallow my pride

I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced

She ordered the soup and the salad
I ordered the salad, no soup
In order to produce the balance
Guess I'll cough it up like croup
When you're broke, coughing up hurts
A Sundae for dessert
And I'll be rocking up Monday
Cleaning crockery and mopping up dirt

That's for certain, my god, that's for certain
I'm floored this girl is gorgeous, and if I don't have a war chest?
Man that's curtains, my dawg, man that's curtains
If I can't pay for four courses, how could I pay for a mortgage?
Wish I could afford to take you to where you ought to be
Didn't meet your fortune, miss you met your misfortune in me
This more than I thought it would be, if she orders too much?
My background's English and Irish, but I'ma have to go Dutch

I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced

The floor's feeling like quick sand
Only had enough on me for drinks and
This about all that I can withstand
Across the table, I can feel the distance
The floor's feeling like quick sand
Only had enough on me for drinks and
This about all that I can withstand
But you know what, I've got jeans creased, a new fleece
Back on up

'Cause I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced up, laced up and kicking
Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor
I'm laced

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