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Beautiful South

Genres: Pop

Spit It All Out Lyrics - Beautiful South

I meant every word I said 

But only said half the words I meant 

There's a load more where they came from 

I suppose will get left unsent 

Like conversation started 

but don't know which way it went 

Lips don't miss the wish for a kiss, 

And time doesn't care how its spent 

 

And the only way a white lie shows 

Is the length of the gap between truths 

Imprison any feeling usually displayed 

And they wave white sheets from roofs 

 

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Pushchair to pensioner no-one said it right 

So it was simplifed to one great fib 

Anyone else who couldn't put it into words 

Just got their lips round good sex or a cig 

So if you finally spit it all out 

Make sure you're wearing a bib 

 

And I suspect those described as driven 

Are usually driven by their mum or their dad 

And motivation something you work on 

If you cant spell properly or add 

And if self-belief is something you started 

Its probably in a book I once had 

Self-belief the first target of thief 

The last thing on the mind of the mad 

 

And when it comes to your final speech 

And as usual the cats got your tongue 

Be glad we're living in a world struck dumb 

Where the fat lady hasn't yet sung 

 

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Pushchair to pensioner no-one said it right 

So it was simplified to one great fib 

Anyone else who couldn't put it into words 

Just got their lips round good sex or a cig 

So if you finally spit it all out 

Make sure you're wearing a bib 

 

From where I'm sat, the lady's not fat 

She's skinny with just the one lung 

And the send-off planned the thirty-piece band 

Have been sacked and probably hung 

 

And anyone here who's a 'not sure' 

Got here but how they forgot 

And anyone dared ask a 'what for?' 

Will get what for on the spot 

So if you finally spit it all out 

Make sure you're out of your cot 

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