So Lonely Was The Ballad Lyrics - Singles - Jamie T

So lonely was the ballad 

Harmonica man Sam was so knackered after jives of love 

He puts on the gloves and then puts on his hat 

Then its home to the missus who sits on his tongue 

Selfish sons with their packs of cigarettes 

Forking out two take your girl with the ticket 

Sometimes sane other times not with it 

Standing at the picket, man your hands they're freezing 

Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe 

Half g blow Marilyn's gone loco 

Navaho... hi ho silver, Hey ho lets go dancing with the average Joes 

Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends 

Always take the piss but they're loyal in the end 

But watch out cous 'cause they'll steal your girlfriend 

Take her round the back; she'll come back limping 

Girls singing on the bus 

Fellas kicking up a fuss 

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous 

Oh this is definitely all for you 

Living life in the fast lane 

Give it up when you got no game 

Oh this is definitely all for you 

So remember when you choke there's a reason bein' 

We leavin' the town 'cause we ain't been believin' 

Blowin' up smoke from the lungs to the ceiling 

Makin' sure nightmares turn up in your dreamin' 

We all good, bounce this way, on the mike every day 

Kicking up the country oh 

Good time in the old city 

Who's listening and who wants more? 

Girls singing on the bus 

Fellas kicking up a fuss 

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous 

Oh this is definitely all for you 

Living life in the fast lane 

Give it up when you got no game 

Oh this is definitely all for you 

(Spoken Word) 

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Some of them said you never made the cut and young son break away wanna be older 

Sober as a judge as the door slammed shut 

3 bags full and a yes for the no sir 

Say as you leave, "get up and go, go" 

Say "hello Showaddy waddy wa wo wo" 

There's never been a better way than getting right out of this town on Monday 

Well I still wear my old tap shoes, they fit 

You and me looked twelve years old back when I was ten whilst boozy suzie got woozy with a hoozy, advantage taken 

If I ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth by street-done Tone 

Well her dress is ripped and her shoes are soakin' 

1 step, 3 back, drinking potion 

Girls singing on the bus 

Fellas kicking up a fuss 

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous 

Oh this is definitely all for you 

Living life in the fast lane 

Give it up when you got no game 

Oh this is definitely all for you