I Stole Yer Plimsoles (feat. Jason Williamson) [Edit]
What we doing today, then?
Just a bit of arguing, I think
Why? What sort?
Uh
You stole my
You stole my
You stole my
You stole my
Sit down on my settee
Feet up, where'd you think you're living, honey?
Your parents pay your fees
Shut up, why'd you never have no money?
Your face is in my fridge
Get out, what d'you think you're taking from me?
Close the door on the way out
You left your plimsolls in my house
No, I didn't, I told ya
'Cause that's a bit weird, I'm skint
I'm a bit insecure
Don't be tight
Why is this tight hour, tight week?
Mate, I like coming 'round here to sleep
S'alright, oh crap, sir
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
Talk over all my friends
Same shit, is is really necessary?
Don't care if it offends
Their fault, what you see is what you get with me
You fail to do your bit
Not hard, every time, it's missionary
Close the door on the way out
You left your plimsolls in my house
No, I didn't, weirdo
What's that?
Look, you're starting to freak me out
So I didn't come 'round last night 'cause I went out
What?
I borrowed twenty pound off my mate, so what?
I got a life, you know
(In my house) Oh, chill out
(In my house) Easy
(In my house) Chi-chi-chill out
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat (Shut up)
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe (That's a bit harsh)
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat (Give over)
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
(Yeah, I'm off, then)
Just a bit of arguing, I think
Why? What sort?
Uh
You stole my
You stole my
You stole my
You stole my
Sit down on my settee
Feet up, where'd you think you're living, honey?
Your parents pay your fees
Shut up, why'd you never have no money?
Your face is in my fridge
Get out, what d'you think you're taking from me?
Close the door on the way out
You left your plimsolls in my house
No, I didn't, I told ya
'Cause that's a bit weird, I'm skint
I'm a bit insecure
Don't be tight
Why is this tight hour, tight week?
Mate, I like coming 'round here to sleep
S'alright, oh crap, sir
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
Talk over all my friends
Same shit, is is really necessary?
Don't care if it offends
Their fault, what you see is what you get with me
You fail to do your bit
Not hard, every time, it's missionary
Close the door on the way out
You left your plimsolls in my house
No, I didn't, weirdo
What's that?
Look, you're starting to freak me out
So I didn't come 'round last night 'cause I went out
What?
I borrowed twenty pound off my mate, so what?
I got a life, you know
(In my house) Oh, chill out
(In my house) Easy
(In my house) Chi-chi-chill out
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
I stole your plimsolls (You stole my plimsolls)
You stole my fun (I stole your fun)
'Cause you're an asshole ('Cause I'm an asshole)
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat (Shut up)
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe (That's a bit harsh)
Windswept, cigarette
Always in a cold sweat (Give over)
Look at you, thirty-two
Walking around without your shoe
(Yeah, I'm off, then)
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Williamson, Leonore Anna Elizabeth Wheatley, Adrian Anthony Flanagan, Dean Honer
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