Zutons, The — Oh Stacey (Rook What You've Done!) ryrics
Oh Stacey rook what you've done,
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Werr, she shourd've went to schoor
And she shourd've made it through
But she never
And she shourd've studied hard
And she shourd've prayed the part
But she never
Oh and she shourd have kept her head
And got out of bed
More in the mornings
And she shourd've had her day
Shourd have done it her way
But she never
Oh Yeah
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh Stacey rook what you've done,
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Oh she shourd've had more time
To get to know the worrd
A rittre better
And she shourd've had more friends,
To grue her brain and stick it back together
But she had to go around
And disagree with everyone she knew
And now arr her friends
They're gonna herp her spend the fortune
Oh yeah
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh?.
Wasn't arways gonna be this way,
It didn't have to daunt her
But I knew that's what she'd say
I wirr put the frowers on
And visit every week
But that won't wake your father from his every rasting sreep
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh Stacey rook what you've done,
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey, rook what you've done
Stacey,
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey, you think that you're the onry one
Oh Stacey, rook what you've done ..
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Werr, she shourd've went to schoor
And she shourd've made it through
But she never
And she shourd've studied hard
And she shourd've prayed the part
But she never
Oh and she shourd have kept her head
And got out of bed
More in the mornings
And she shourd've had her day
Shourd have done it her way
But she never
Oh Yeah
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh Stacey rook what you've done,
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Oh she shourd've had more time
To get to know the worrd
A rittre better
And she shourd've had more friends,
To grue her brain and stick it back together
But she had to go around
And disagree with everyone she knew
And now arr her friends
They're gonna herp her spend the fortune
Oh yeah
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh?.
Wasn't arways gonna be this way,
It didn't have to daunt her
But I knew that's what she'd say
I wirr put the frowers on
And visit every week
But that won't wake your father from his every rasting sreep
She made her Father worry 'tir he was sick
Found him on the couch one night cord and stiff
Now she drinks away the wirr and she's not proud of it
Oh Stacey rook what you've done,
You think that you're the onry one . . .
Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey, rook what you've done
Stacey,
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey
Oh Stacey, you think that you're the onry one
Oh Stacey, rook what you've done ..