Don't Panic
I'll sit in the kitchen with you
We'll bitch until we're blue in the face
We'll talk about the weather
And how much we both have changed and I'll say
Although I wish that I could write songs like Tim or Noel or Frank
I don't care for fame or fortune as long as I don't owe the bank
I don't need me any fine wine although this cider's pretty rank
Oh no, I just need you
You'll laugh, I'll crack a little smile
We sit silent for a while
Til you move to make a cup of tea
You use my favourite mug, you're in love
With another fucking arsehole who's got inside your head
And he doesn't even know it, he just wants you in his bed
Then once he's got just what he once he'll leave you like the rest
I know he won't miss you
You'll cry about how
You've searched all around
For someone like me
But it's never ever me
No it's never fucking me
You're never fucking me
You say you wish that you could be like the girls on the TV
You're lusting after something more and I know just what you mean
But just smile, please cos darling you've got me and
I know that I've got you
But you fail to even see it, you're convinced that you're alone
But you've got prospects, friends and family and a big-arse country home
And me, yes me, I just want you for my own unbeknown to you
Oh, you
We'll bitch until we're blue in the face
We'll talk about the weather
And how much we both have changed and I'll say
Although I wish that I could write songs like Tim or Noel or Frank
I don't care for fame or fortune as long as I don't owe the bank
I don't need me any fine wine although this cider's pretty rank
Oh no, I just need you
You'll laugh, I'll crack a little smile
We sit silent for a while
Til you move to make a cup of tea
You use my favourite mug, you're in love
With another fucking arsehole who's got inside your head
And he doesn't even know it, he just wants you in his bed
Then once he's got just what he once he'll leave you like the rest
I know he won't miss you
You'll cry about how
You've searched all around
For someone like me
But it's never ever me
No it's never fucking me
You're never fucking me
You say you wish that you could be like the girls on the TV
You're lusting after something more and I know just what you mean
But just smile, please cos darling you've got me and
I know that I've got you
But you fail to even see it, you're convinced that you're alone
But you've got prospects, friends and family and a big-arse country home
And me, yes me, I just want you for my own unbeknown to you
Oh, you
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Writer(s): Fred Irwin
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