Deli Man

I wonder if he has a daughter
And I wonder if he talks to her the way he spoke to me, aggressively
Businessman and fancy motorbike
Five cars and he drives which one he likes
And I'd say he's roughly 43
And don't think you've got a way with it
No I think that you're just full of shit
And I'm glad that I left when I did
I spent my morning feeling dry and I even spent most of the night
Questioning if I was right

And I may have no job, but at least I'm well
And I don't have no money but that's fine for 21, right?
And you don't have a clue in your small mind world
And heaven forbid, I'm not nothing like you
And heaven forbid, I feel sorry for you

Some will say don't take it personally
Others say it's not really what they mean
But I've met too many people like him
Make you feel like you're no part of their fit
Push you round 'til you just wanna quit
But I've been through harder things in my own head

And I may have no job, but at least I'm well
And I don't have no money but that's fine for 21, right?
And you don't have a clue in your small mind world
And heaven forbid, I'm not nothing like you
And heaven forbid, I feel sorry for you

So what do they know
There's nothing going on for them
And you're just loving life again
So don't you dare let anyone
Make you feel bad
They haven't got your mind that shines
They haven't seen the times you've cried
So don't you dare let anyone

And I may have no job, but at least I'm well
And I don't have no money but that's fine for 21
And you don't have a clue in your small mind world
And heaven forbid, I'm not nothing like you
And I may have no job, but at least I'm well
And I don't have no money but that's fine for 21, right?
And you don't have a clue in your small mind world
And heaven forbid, I'm not nothing like you
And heaven forbid, I feel sorry for you



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Writer(s): Lydia Read
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