Wimbledon Girls

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Greebo

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The night starts with her leather shoes
She got the District line greens
I got the Piccadilly blues
Stand outside with my unlit fag
Holding her close so she can take a drag
And in my battered converse and my low brow eyes
I start to fantasise
Cause she's so pretty
But our heads are so fucked
Or maybe it's just me that keeps fucking it up
Cause in this life
Nothing's free
Why don't you just take control?
I wouldn't answer
Cause I didn't know
All these friends and my head's still a blur
Tonight I'm dancing with the Wimbledon girls
Three weeks in and I'm starting to pull
She calls me a waster
Cause I go to a state school
But when we shut the blinds
And our skin is all defined
We seem to get along a lot better
But I can't describe all this loneliness inside
Should I live with less pride and more vigour?
And she can't contain
And I can't explain
Seems I need to man up and pull this trigger
Cause down here
Nothing's free
Why don't you just take control?
I wouldn't answer
Cause I didn't know
All these friends and my head's still a blur
Tonight I'm dancing with the Wimbledon girls
What a waster
What a mug
He bought his clothes down in a charity shop
What a waster
What a mug
She bought her clothes down in a charity shop
What a waster
What a mug
She bought her clothes down in a charity shop
What a waster
What a mug
She bought her clothes down in a charity shop
Why don't you just take control?
I wouldn't answer
Cause I didn't know
All these friends and my head's still a blur
Tonight I'm dancing with the Wimbledon girls
What a waster
What a mug
She bought her clothes down in a charity shop
What a waster
What a mug
She bought her clothes down in a charity shop

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