Paul歌詞

作曲 : Dara Kiely/Alan Duggan/Adam Faulkner/Daniel Fox
Better not ask our bleached moustache
Has given us a rash
Nice Ronny anyway
It′s here but it's not
Our nylon locks
Like corn on a gob
Stuck in our gap anyway
Whiskering sweet nothings sugar free
It′s all we can see
Tache of the day anyway
Again again
She's a gent give her a call
My daughter Paul
Again again
She's a gent give her a call
My daughter Paul
Better not ask our bleached moustache
Has given us a rash
Nice Ronny anyway
It′s here but it′s not
Our nylon locks
Like corn on a gob
Stuck in your gap and I won't
I want, I want
You made a pamphlet out of bread that we digest
Instead, Instead
You make a homemade 3 in 1
Cause it looks fresh
'It′s best to look fresh
Then lean on now like a full bus that's back to school
It′s all got old
To narrate silent ads with food in your mouth
Daddy long legs
Put his shoes back on and pissed with the seat down
Got pinched to death
Lost my cheekbones and jumpers for goal posts
Over the shop
Nurse a proceeding hairline with a nice hat
Edge of the seat Face/Off
Odds at Lee Evans
Think it′s the seventh time I saw
Smidge of smug smig sange
Almost a funny dance
If I got the chance I would
Casually clean around
She walks through my house
Laughing at it now
And now I'm so surprised
She pulled them tight
And said that
Mighty Munch are the crust of Meanies
Now she′s strictly-full
Intangible
How many bulbs does it take to screw a light in
Now she pats her lap
Turns on her lamp
He's best mates with her dad dad daaaa
It′s all got old
To narrate silent ads with food in your mouth
Daddy long legs
Put his shoes back on and pissed with the seat down
Got pinched to death
Lost my cheekbones and jumpers for goal posts
Over the shop
Nurse a proceeding hairline with a hat