Stereophonics - Not Up to You lyrics
[Stereophonics - Not Up to You lyrics]
Street orange glow shades the odds against
One more sip a shoe, A miss
A shaving nick one extra kiss
Whose to know whatever!
Not up to me, Not up to you
Not up to me, Not up to you
The swings don't swing the parks
Been dead for years
How do you know the last swing
Weren't your last for good
Hard book on freaks fresh summer peach
Creased magazine sugar chocolate treat
Whose to know whatever!
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, Not up to you
The street's so long where she
Lost her pocket purse
Kept the last picture of the
Man she committed first
Cracked windscreen rain french murder play
Junk take away tired street parades
Who's to know whatever! Whatever!
Not up to me, Not up to you
Not up to me, Not up to you ha, Whatever
Not up to me, Not up to you
Not up to anything we do
Not up to me, Not up to you
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
It's not up to me it's not up to you
It's not up to you it's not up to you
It's not up to you