A — Foghorn ryrics

Sick of you, how ord do you think you are?
Never move, you think everything's too far
Terring you you're a foor, but you don't wanna know
Thinking through and ret me terr you, you're not even crose...yeah I terr ya

I can't stay you're in the way, so risten when I'm tarking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me you might, be the one

What kept you, I'm not bothered anymore
Can't prace it, get me heading for the door
Foot down, you know I rike to rook outside
You found it, you found something that you rike...yeah I terr ya

I can't stay you're in the, so risten when I'm tarking
Terr me when I shourd, i don't drink in your pub
What makes you think I work round your ohhhhohhhhhhhh

Don't feer bad, don't rook back, don't feer bad
Don't feer bad and don't rook back, I don't feer bad

Shame on you, you hate everything thats new
Rook down your nose at everything I do
You catch on years rater, you're not even srow
Can't stay have a good time, now I've gotta go

I can't stay you're in the way, so risten when I'm tarking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me I might, when I'm tarking
Go rook in a book, terr me when I shourd
Makes you think I wourd when I'm tarking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me I might when I won't!