Kent Has a Lot of Fields Part III

I met you 26 days ago
It's not important but I thought you'd like to know
Thought my conversation runs dry I'd give myself an Alibi
You got your head in the starts
Whilst mines buried six feet
Under the ground
Maybe if I dug myself out
We'd stand a chance
What's a kid to do
What's a kid to do
Your words are so sweet when there's alcohol in your breath
But you won't remember those lines in the morning
Let's just forget about it
I don't believe in much but I'm a sucker
When it comes to us
So if the horoscopes and stars aren't aligned
I'll send a model rocket up and fix the sky's for you
What's a kid to do
What's a kid to do
Your words are so sweet when there's alcohol in your breath
But you won't remember those lines in the morning
Let's just forget about it
Your words are so sweet when there's alcohol in your breath
But you won't remember those lines in the morning
Let's just forget about it



Credits
Writer(s): George Berry, Nicholas Peters, Callum Litchfield, Iain Gillespie
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