Nan You're a Window Shopper
The bottom feels so much better than the top
So much better
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
You get up in the morning and you like your tea milky
You fumble for your glasses 'cause without 'em you can't see
It's funny how I come around your house and I'm 20
And I still have to wear all the presents you sent me
I walk into your kitchen everything's got a label
You done your Christmas shopping and we're only in April
And you won't leave your house unless you're wearing your thermals
You're covered all in cat hair and you're stinking like Strepsils
You're heading down the Bowls Club
Have another orange squash
Bowls are rollin' rollin' rollin'
You can't walk right 'cause things aren't what they were
Your ankles are swollen swollen swollen
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
You're walking down the post office to pick up your pension
And then your off to Bingo, it's become an obsession
So wary of the kids when they're wearin' their hoods up
And even if they smile at you, you think it's a stick up
You only buy the paper just to cut out the coupons
You're saving 50p but what do you want with tampons?
You're always at the doctor picking up your prescription
And they throw in some K-Y just to ease up the friction
You got a leak in your colostomy bag
Yeah, it's got a hole in hole in hole in
At the weekend you're shopping with your trolley it's sad
How you're rollin' rollin' rollin'
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
So much better
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
You get up in the morning and you like your tea milky
You fumble for your glasses 'cause without 'em you can't see
It's funny how I come around your house and I'm 20
And I still have to wear all the presents you sent me
I walk into your kitchen everything's got a label
You done your Christmas shopping and we're only in April
And you won't leave your house unless you're wearing your thermals
You're covered all in cat hair and you're stinking like Strepsils
You're heading down the Bowls Club
Have another orange squash
Bowls are rollin' rollin' rollin'
You can't walk right 'cause things aren't what they were
Your ankles are swollen swollen swollen
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
You're walking down the post office to pick up your pension
And then your off to Bingo, it's become an obsession
So wary of the kids when they're wearin' their hoods up
And even if they smile at you, you think it's a stick up
You only buy the paper just to cut out the coupons
You're saving 50p but what do you want with tampons?
You're always at the doctor picking up your prescription
And they throw in some K-Y just to ease up the friction
You got a leak in your colostomy bag
Yeah, it's got a hole in hole in hole in
At the weekend you're shopping with your trolley it's sad
How you're rollin' rollin' rollin'
Nan you're a window shopper
Taking a look but you never buy
Nan you're a window shopper
You won't pick it up if it's over a fiver
Nan you're a window shopper
Get on the bus 'cause you still can't drive
Nan you're a window shopper
Mad as fuck only just alive
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis James Jackson, Iyiola Babatunde Babalola, Darren Emilio Lewis, Bob Marley, Lily Rose Beatrice Allen
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