
[00:19.47] Think of you with pipe and slippers [00:22.11] Think of her in bed [00:24.24] Laying there just watching telly [00:26.81] Think of me instead [00:29.02] I'll never grow so old and flabby [00:31.89] That could never be [00:33.71] Don't marry her, fuck me [00:38.45] And your love light shines like cardboard [00:41.05] But your work shoes are glistening [00:43.45] She's a PhD in "I told you so" [00:46.75] You've a knighthood in "I'm not listening" [00:48.28] She'll grab your sweaty bollocks [00:50.82] Then slowly raise her knee [00:53.32] Don't marry her, fuck me [00:57.73] And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay [01:02.69] And you realise you can't make it anyway [01:07.24] You have to wash the car [01:09.41] Take the kiddies to the park [01:12.62] Don't marry her, fuck me [01:17.43] Those lovely Sunday mornings [01:19.88] With breakfast brought in bed [01:21.67] Those blackbirds look like knitting needles [01:24.45] Tryna peck your head [01:26.69] Those birds will peck your soul out [01:29.64] And throw away the key [01:32.18] Don't marry her, fuck me [01:36.36] And the kitchen's always tidy [01:38.65] And the bathroom's always clean [01:40.83] She's a diploma in "just hiding things" [01:43.76] You've a first in "low esteem" [01:46.44] When your socks smell of angels [01:48.80] But your life smells of Brie [01:51.06] Don't marry her, fuck me [01:55.78] And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay [02:00.61] And you realise you can't make it anyway [02:05.48] You have to wash the car [02:07.25] Take the kiddies to the park [02:09.82] Don't marry her, fuck me [02:15.44] [02:53.63] And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay [02:58.62] And you realise you can't make it anyway [03:03.68] You have to wash the car [03:05.79] Take the kiddies to the park [03:09.39] Don't marry her, fuck me [03:15.19]
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