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Jamie T

Hippodrome

 

Hippodrome


Remember that night at the hippodrome
Never knew that look when you look at me
Nervous as hell so I didn't win a lot
You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top
Get the feeling that you're living with a patsy
Flirting with the bouncers a lot
Didn't expect them to frisk me
They never find baggage when they're sweating in your sock

Heart quickens south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor
Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer
And a black beamer tinted up to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff

Part singer, dead man ringer
Still love old shows, I love John Cleese
New number, doing shots
I hardly ever turn up to see my mates
A cucumber, I'm cool as ice
And ladies love LL, they don't love me
No care where you're gonna find me
I'm still in a home on the NRA

Heart quickens south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor
Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer
And a black beamer tinted up to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff

Heartbreaking times are full of promises
And I just don't wanna go

[?] stomach I know, must be something I need
Should I get lost or should I fade away?

Heart quickens south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor
Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer
And a black beamer tinted up to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff

Remember that night at the hippodrome
Never knew that look when you look at me
Nervous as hell so I didn't win a lot
You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top
Get the feeling that you're living with a patsy
Flirting with the bouncers a lot
Didn't expect them to frisk me
They never find baggage when they're sweating in your sock

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