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Where is Zero? Fuck's sake, where is he? One minute man, I'm just waiting for someone In fact, sod it Let me (gonna get boozy) What craft beers you got on? Got anything stronger than that? Tell you what Yes Zero, what you sayin', my G? Right, come here Few gal (are you daft?) Bag a man, rack of cash Snack a jacks, pack of fags Bottle of this, bag of that Few gal (are you daft?) Bag a man, rack of cash Snack a jacks, pack of fags Can I get two pints of Guinness? Nice one Who's the other one for? No one They're both mine, Don I might go outside and sip one and down one Nah, nah Mind your business, Don Where's your Mrs., I'll lips it, John You know for a fact you won't skip this one I've got a good feeling you'll flip this one Why is that? 'Cause I'm a top man Got nice garms though it's not Topman Two-two yats so I might chock, man You're a bustin' nut, straight in a sock, man Said you on war, but you're not on, man I'ma shower man MC and you're not, man Tbh, I'm not prang I don't care, where you're from, Anne A girl said I look like Gary Barlow I said I'll take that I need a rocky, ASAP My bars always merk, A class I been on this ting from way back A girl said I look like George But I didn't have a clue, G I'm assuming Clooney I wanna put two grand in the fruity Tonight it's gonna get boozy (Y'alright mate?) Tonight it's gonna get boozy (What you havin', Don?) (Check her over there, she's fuckin' fit) Few gal (are you daft?) Bag a man, rack of cash Snack a jacks, pack of fags Bottle of this, bag of that Few gal (are you daft?) Bag a man, rack of cash Snack a jacks, pack of fags (Fuck's sake where is he?) My mum thinks that Greg's famous I got Vex neighbours but Peng trainers I don't spend papers in Ted Bakers And I don't have a clue who Greg James is My whole team's full of headcases And we've downed more glasses than Specsavers And if you think you could compare us To the Dons near us Then you can't hear us like If you think you can compare me To the Dons near me Then you can't hear me Trust me Don, you were not scary I will put a big hole in your Moncler tee And if you think you can compare, man To the Dons near, man I don't think so, man 'Cause it's Window K It's the Window, man 'Cause I'm a top man Got nice garms but it's not Topman Two-two yats so I might chock, man You're bustin' nut straight in a sock, man Said you on war, but you're not on, man I'ma shower man MC and you're not, man Tbh, I'm not prang I don't care where you're from, Anne A girl said I look like Gary Barlow I said I'll take that I need a rocky, ASAP My bars always merk, A class I been on this ting from way back A girl said I look like George But I didn't have a clue, G I'm assuming Clooney I wanna put two grand in the fruity Tonight it's gonna get boozy 'Cause it's Window K It's the Window, man Hey, I just called, played it His sound's fuckin' on, mate This is gonna be a fuckin' anthem, kid This is gonna be fuckin' nuts, John
Writer(s): Christian Williamson, Greg Pickett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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