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Allen Lily Alright Still

Ooh deary me My little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed I tell him he should get up ?cause it's nearly half past three He can't be bothered ?cause

When you first left me I was wanting more But you were ***king that girl next door What'cha do that for? What'cha do that for? When you first left me

a right Now good things come to those who wait Take the highs with the lows dear You'll get what you?re given And everything's gonna be alright (What

Please don't come around and knock on my door ?Cause I don't want to have to pick you up off the floor When you ask if we can still be lovers I'll have

Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissing And I remember when you started callin' me your

Ooooo deary me, My little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed, I tell him he should get up cos it's nearly half past three He can't be bothered cos

is mine, Its temperamental, It seems to me, we're on all fours, Crawling on our knees, Someone help us please Oh Jesus Christ almighty, Do I feel alright

I don't want us to have a fight, But in the background I can hear you chatting shite, I hear it every night. And you think you're being really cool,

like, "Oh here we go.." It's a routine check that she already knows, she's thinking they're all the same. "Yeah you alright baby? You look alright still