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Yeah, safe man, you ok?
Just calling to ensure you got back in.
Hope you coped yesterday, cause I felt well damn grim.
But yeah, in the air on the plane my stomach was turning.
Man, I was hanging,
head-to-stead on the headrest in pain.
Prayed away all my bad sins.
Lost count of the plain chardonnays before the fourth or maybe the fifth.
In future I need to abstain.
If only I'd had a bit of discipline.
But worth every bit of spare change,
pure clowning down to the last drink.

Hang on, let me slam the door mate. Just pause that thought for a bit.

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Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that?
Cause yeah, it felt like we were through, though.
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat.

I've been pacing the place well paralyzed since I got back in with my bags though.
Yeah I'm too aware that last night was way mad slack.
I know.
Carried in a gang I lost sight of Simone.
On her own back at home,
distracted from the fact it weren't right,
could have raised up the hand, but no.
Simone was moaning and that about me playing away on this holiday.
She was watching the box at her dad's house
there, preparing spliffs away.
As I'm smacking glasses down at George Best's best session rate.

Can you hear me? Na, sorry mate, you're fuzzy, mate. I can't hear ya.

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I lost you for a minute. Yeah, yeah, I can hear you now.

See I mean that the true thing though I suppose I chose myself to allow.
I was weak and stupid, but as far as I viewed anyhow,
she couldn't have been it for me, the only girl I'd ever go out with.

I didn't want to waste my youth in a girl's house to the sound of spliffs.
And when she got in a mood with me in that text about that thing,
I just switched off the phone when she started shouting.
Coming to a conclusion I couldn't be bothered with anymore rowing.

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Nah, nah, nah.

And then after shots made me lose the plot, it all got a bit bizarre.
And that incident with the ice cream I forgot, it all ended in our vodka.
What I can remember is a blotch, I got a fat bruise on my arm.
She weren't even much too hot but she totally mugged me up like rah.
She knew exactly what she was doing and it all went a bit too far.
She was with that bloke in the white top in McDonald's car park.
And then she let me chat her up later on in that lovely little bar.

Hello? Ahh, fucking phones, man!

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Yeah, I think we got cut off, yeah, I got crap reception in my house.
I have to stand in a certain spot in my kitchen or it cuts out.

Yeah, you know, I was potty to even let myself allow it.
I would if I could just swap what happened then for right now.
And if she ever found out how far it got it would be more than just a row.
This whole thing just got on top, but it's her that I want, no doubt.
So in a way it's helped me doing wrong.
I know I've fucked up now.
This is where that dodgy shit stops.
She's just gotta not find out.

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