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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Here we go again |
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I got locked up by the po po again |
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I've been in here since half past ten |
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It's half past two now, when is all this gonna end |
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I only had one phone call |
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So I used it to call my best friend |
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I told him, "Get all the stuff out the house |
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Before the po po come searching the prem" |
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The fed keeps looking at me through the flap |
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Blad, go check somebody else |
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He took my shoelaces and took my belt |
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We both know there's no way I can hang myself |
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One minute, I saw blue lights |
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The next minute, I'm getting read my rights |
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Officer, the cuffs are way too tight |
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Your taking the piss out my life, it's a hype |
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When I woke up this morning |
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I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell |
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On a blue mat no blanket, yawning |
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Hoping that I get bail |
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Mum said that I gotta change my ways |
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But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss |
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But then I got shift like, oh, my days |
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Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Na, no, I don't wanna cup of tea |
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Just press R-E-C-O-R-D |
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My name's Joe, all I just wanna say N-O |
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C-O double M-E-N-T |
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Only thing I know about is me |
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Chat about next man, I can't hear or see |
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Never talk on behalf of my co-D |
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And I don't want a quiet word with a PC |
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I don't wanna cigarette, no I don't smoke |
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And I definitely don't wanna bust no joke |
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I know blacks but I don't know brown |
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No, I don't like fizzy drinks, I don't know about no coke |
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One minute, I saw blue lights |
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The next minute, I'm getting read my rights |
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Officer, the cuffs are way too tight |
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Your taking the piss out my life, it's a hype |
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When I woke up this morning |
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I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell |
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On a blue mat no blanket, yawning |
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Hoping that I get bail |
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Mum said that I gotta change my ways |
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But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss |
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But then I got shift like, oh, my days |
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Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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Oh, my days, oh, my gosh |
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When I woke up this morning |
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I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell |
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On a blue mat no blanket, yawning |
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Hoping that I get bail |
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Mum said that I gotta change my ways |
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But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss |
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But then I got shift like, oh, my days |
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Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh |