The Fratellis - Stacie Anne lyrics

[The Fratellis - Stacie Anne lyrics]

How can the things she said
All possibly be true?
That everything I ever got I give to you
Is this a bam up? Oh cause
This is sick you know
You know I'll break your fingers
Then I'll break yer toes
Y'know my dealer takes me everywhere he goes
He got a pure white tan yes he's my every man
Don't make me sink my teeth
Into yer bloody nose

I met her, there on the backseat
Oh oh oh oh oh on the backseat
He said you've been stealing my
Best moves now for days
I could've killed you in
So many different ways
But, you're so funny and I
Kinda like your band
I hate these cunts from London


They don't try enough
They think they're mental cause
They've tried harder stuff
But they're just rich kids yes
All in a fuckin mess i tried to kiss her but
She's lookin pretty rough

And I met her, there on the backseat
Oh oh oh oh oh on the backseat

Oh my dearest won't you let us
Be my nearest don't forget us lye, la, la
Lye ella said you'd gladly give us
Everything but won't forgive us lye, la, la
Lye

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