Lyrics

Can't you tell he's had a bloody good night From the stains dripping off his top He's trying to text her while one eye's in Mexborough The other's all over the shop There's gonna be a whole lot of trouble when he gets back home And when the key fumbles in that lock There's gonna be a whole lot of trouble if he makes it back But I don't think that he's gonna stop Not for nothing he's a low life, dirty little low life Yeah, the boy is everything she dreamed I'm sure She's been living with a low life, dirty little low life He's providing everything she needs and more And she knows the score Straight to voicemail for the millionth time And her messages remain unread She's stood in the kitchen The curtains are twitching She's down to her last cigarette There's gonna be a whole lot of bother when he gets back now Because she knows that he won't come clean There's gonna be a whole lot of bother if he gets back now Because it's obvious that he's been Up to some' he's a low life, dirty little low life Yeah, the boy is everything she dreamed I'm sure She's living with a low life, dirty little low life He's providing everything she needs and more And she knows the score Low life, dirty little low life Yeah, the boy is everything she dreamed I'm sure She's living with a low life, dirty little low life He's providing everything she needs and more And she knows the score
Writer(s): Lee Andrew Holland, Joseph Kennedy O'brien, Jonathan Yerrell, Jamie Todd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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