Guinness

You caught me on a cold day,
I think you thought my trench coat tracksuit combo was a bit rogue
We didn't meet in the classical sense,
But it weren't A B C D or Eharmony either,
Proper meat and potatoes romancing
Dancing, that's how you said it, and I loved it
You had layers like a pint of guinness,
Blew hot and cold,
A real human bean

I try to look, smart for you
I try to look, after you
I can try but I can't smile
Anymore, unless you do

Tatty old patterned shirts selling at stupid prices,
Much too clever to get suckered into that fish tank
But we needed somewhere to get comfortable.
So we hid behind hangers, and hangovers, behind today

I try to look, smart for you
I try to look, after you
I can try but I can't smile
Anymore, unless you do

Apologies for fireworks, thankfully time works better than plasters
Loves a rip off if it's counterfeit
But I worked on queens market mate,
I can sniff that out.
Keep the chain, what a trade

I try to look, smart for you
I try to look, after you
I can try but I can't smile
Anymore, unless you do
I try to look, smart for you
I try to look, after you
I can try but I can't smile
Anymore, unless you do

Oi
Love ya See ya later



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Archer, Bruce Breakey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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