Paul Lyrics - Holding Hands With Jamie - Girl Band

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 I am 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 

Turned off her lamp 

He's best mates with her dad, dad, daaaa 

AHHH, 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