Thank You

Such a bad side Took the wrong ride This piece of shit will drop you outside 29 I called her "pub land" She called me "cab man" Her rating's comfortably a four point five Why do you look so funny? You don't love me I don't love you Everyone's so funny You don't love me I don't love you Take a break These breaks they make you feel old (feel old in the head) He reckons me for a has-been On the back seat of her life And it's a statement in itself to wear a uniform In a field of sheep smart casual She dress me down 'cause now she wants beef Why do you look so funny? You don't love me I don't love you Everyone's so funny You don't love me I don't love you And when they ask I say "We're long distance, but I drive" This shit sticks like a dirty magazine (Lonely housewives) Hello this is your driver Had to park on a side street I know you think you carry on with naughty people But that doesn't carry weight with me And yes, I do mind if he smokes And no, I've never met Steve And if he can't pronounce my name I bet like you He'll call me Addison Lee Why do you look so funny? (He'll call me Addison Lee) You don't love me (he'll call me Addison, he'll call me Addison) I don't love you (he'll call me Addison Lee) Everyone's so funny (he'll call me Addison) You don't love me (he'll call me Addison) I don't love you (Addison, Addison Lee) Broken bones 'side the stately homes Blow until you're out of breath Head and hands in tin foil sheets Tragic 'cause they're brownish blue Hat she washed in cold for you I'm not your dad or the cab man (This is recording, this is film recording) (Ready? Ready)