Plan B - Stay Too Long


A FEW BITS NEEDED ( . . . . . . . . . . . . )

I know what's to come, though i'm feelin’ happy now
don't know when i'm drunk, (. . . . . . . . .) always lets me down

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong
(i'm in a . . . . . cos i want you here lying down)
(but its all i want . . . . ) the police are on their way right now

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong
yeah, i always stay too long, (them . . .) ladies they’re singing my s s song sssss song . . . etc

i got my peeps them with me shouting pull up your socks
cos we just broke the law and now we're running from cops
i got my lip bust phat and now there's blood on my top
and i'm still out looking for a party, somewhere to stop
i got my peeps, them telling me they know where its at
so i pull out 20 notes and just get into a cab
i'm on my way to where i'm going thinking i need more jack
but that probably aint the brightest idea i've ever had

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong

heah . . on the run from the law, i'm looking worse for wear
i go through a door and suddenly i find myself somewhere

cos somethings bound to go wrong . . . if i stay too long
i know i'm going to get too drunk before i start singing my song

c'mon, c'mon, c'mon etc

i got my peops them with me at the bar doing shots
cos now we're so fucking plastered, we don’t know when to stop
i got my girlfriend ringing me, belling me up
i know i should probably answer but i just can't be fucked
i got my peeps them with me and i'm having a blast
i'm feeling so fucking good right now i want it to last
so i put my phone on silent and i reach for my glass
the music's so fucking banging, feel like i'm wanna dance
i'm at the bar and i see you check checking me out
(from afar, yes you was there aint no doubt
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . )
looking my way as if to say ' i'm in with a shout '
so i pull a chair up and then i buy us a drink, she sais cheers, i say yeah, our glasses go clink
now i'm being bad in a cab, groping this girl
once the cabbies paid, we make our way up to the hotel
now i'm in a lift getting lips ( . . . . . . . . . . . . . . )
but though,what can I do ?, fuck, i'm on a roll


A FEW BITS NEEDED ( . . . . . . . . . . . . )

I know what's to come, though i'm feelin’ happy now
don't know when i'm drunk, (. . . . . . . . .) always lets me down

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong
(i'm in a . . . . . cos i want you here lying down)
(but its all i want . . . . ) the police are on their way right now

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong
yeah, i always stay too long, (them . . .) ladies they’re singing my s s song sssss song . . . etc

i got my peeps them with me shouting pull up your socks
cos we just broke the law and now we're running from cops
i got my lip bust phat and now there's blood on my top
and i'm still out looking for a party, somewhere to stop
i got my peeps, them telling me they know where its at
so i pull out 20 notes and just get into a cab
i'm on my way to where i'm going thinking i need more jack
but that probably aint the brightest idea i've ever had

cos i always stay too long, long enough for somethin’ to go wrong

heah . . on the run from the law, i'm looking worse for wear
i go through a door and suddenly i find myself somewhere

cos somethings bound to go wrong . . . if i stay too long
i know i'm going to get too drunk before i start singing my song

c'mon, c'mon, c'mon etc

i got my peops them with me at the bar doing shots
cos now we're so fucking plastered, we don’t know when to stop
i got my girlfriend ringing me, belling me up
i know i should probably answer but i just can't be fucked
i got my peeps them with me and i'm having a blast
i'm feeling so fucking good right now i want it to last
so i put my phone on silent and i reach for my glass
the music's so fucking banging, feel like i'm wanna dance
i'm at the bar and i see you check checking me out
(from afar, yes you was there aint no doubt
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . )
looking my way as if to say ' i'm in with a shout '
so i pull a chair up and then i buy us a drink, she sais cheers, i say yeah, our glasses go clink
now i'm being bad in a cab, groping this girl
once the cabbies paid, we make our way up to the hotel
now i'm in a lift getting lips ( . . . . . . . . . . . . . . )
but though,what can I do ?, fuck, i'm on a roll

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