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Early Christmas Present Lyrics - My Best Friend Is You - Kate Nash

How could you let her touch you 

In a place you didn't want touched 

How could you let her get so close to you 

That she could kiss your neck 

And kiss it gently 

And kiss it gently 

And kiss it gently 

 

How could you take her number from her 

When you met her in that bar 

How could you offer her a drink 

And then the front seat of your car 

And kiss her gently 

And kiss her gently 

And kiss her hard 

 

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How could you lie to me right to my face? 

How could your best friend's ex-girlfriend's 

Younger sister's mate, know before I did? 

Before I did 

Before I did 

 

How could you string me along for so long 

For just over eleven months 

How could I be so stupid and sublime 

You know I think I had a hunch 

About this anyway 

About this whole thing 

About this girl 

 

I thought that it was just a phase 

You were so distant and so cold 

I thought that it was just your age 

And the fear of getting old 

You acted different 

You were so different 

You were impatient 

 

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And you lied to me right to my face 

And your best friend's ex-girlfriend's 

Younger sister's mate, knew before I did 

Before I did 

Before I did 

 

'Cause if you run into the eye of the storm 

To get round the back 

You better hit the floor 

'Cause screaming 

No, I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

'Til your eyes and your mouth is sore 

Doesn't help anyone 

Doesn't do anything 

But you'd do something else 

If you only could 

 

And I wish I could grow up 

Wish I could be well behaved 

But every time I look him in the eye 

I send him to the grave 

And that pretty, pretty girl 

With her nice neat lips 

With your eyes on her chest 

And your hands on her hips 

 

This itch, this burn 

This pain, this strain 

Dealing, turned out 

That we don't need to 

Help it go away 

So that's what 

Leaving me 

The gift you gave him 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

 

I can't take it 

I can't take it 

I can't take it anymore 

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