The Streets, Mike Skinner - Don't Mug Yourself lyrics

A new day, another morning after
Leanin' back on my chair in
A greasy spoon cafeteria
Last night was some beer
Lairy-ness done our way
But again, we're back in the light of day
Chattin' shit, sittin' at the wall table
Tellin' jokes
Playin' with the salt, looking out the window
Girl brings two plates of full English over
With plenty of scrambled eggs and
Plenty of fried tomato get my phone out
'bout to give this girl a shout
See if she had a nice time last night uptown
Ask if she fancies tryin' it again some time
Then Calv grabs the phone like
"Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!"

Hold it down, boy
Your head's gettin' blurred
I know you can't stop thinkin' of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all
Don't mug yourself

Seriously Mick, you fucker
No, no, no! Do you know what I mean?
I'll fuckin' I'm no way, really
Do you know what I mean?
I'm fuckin' I can take it or leave it
Believe and then Calvin's like, "Oi!"

You need to hold it down, Jack
Put your phone back
Quit starin' into space and eat your snack
That's that
She'll want you much more for not hangin' on
Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
Why should she be the one who decides
Whether it's off or on, or on, or off or on?
Now the girl's rude, I know she's rude
But she's screwed right through you
You'll be on your knees soon

Hold it down, boy
Your head's gettin' blurred
I know you can't stop thinkin' of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all
Don't mug yourself

And I'm like, honestly, it's not like that
You're actin' like I'm prancin' like a sap
Jumpin' when she claps and that
Oi, do you really think I act wack?
'Cause, I'm telling ya
I'm servin' the aces and it's game
Set and match
Perfectly in control of this goal
I've got the lead role, won't be foldin'
I'm older than you told
Girl sold, high speed's gold
Game over, game over, too cold

Hold it down, boy
Your head's gettin' blurred
I know you can't stop thinkin' of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all
Don't mug yourself hold it down, boy
Your head's gettin' blurred
I know you can't stop thinkin' of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all
Don't mug yourself

Oh oh, yeah hold it down, boy
Your head's gettin' blurred
I know you can't stop thinkin' of her
That girl is she has smelly on her Ps
She must have crab and fuckin'
Shrimp in her teeth (Oh oh oh)
No, oh, no, that's it, that's it
Hold on, let me go again, let me go again
Are we Are we still recording? Woah, yeah