Tekstovi: Suede. Jumble Sale Mums.

Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids walk round like they're half asleep
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, boil in the bag
Says something that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife

Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids just sit hanging round the street
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, now she's packed her bags
He does some things that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife