[Verse 1]
It's getting late, I have an inkling
That you would rather stay out drinking
You're a dangerous little pisshead
Drinking more than you need to, babe, that ain't no way for a girl to behave
Look, even though you're proper fit
You kinda put me off because you smell a bit
Like a cross between an ashtray and the sofa down the pub
Darling, give your tongue a scrub, what?
Every weekend, out on the town
You only ever stop when it all falls down
You can't string a sentence, legs don't work
Next day drinks cause your head still hurts
Your friend was pissed, you had more than she did
Face it, love, you drank more than you needed
I've tried reading, you've tried reading
Self-help books but they're misleading
Please, love, you're getting worse by the day!
[Hook 1]
Look, you spilt Chardonnay all over you
And I still hang around, there's no question you're fit
So I still tell myself I'm in love with you
But your hair smells of fags and your breath's fucking toxic
I'm only telling you truth
Your toxic breath's fucking rank
And I don't need no proof
Cause your sheets smell of gin, and your breath's fucking toxic
It's getting late, I have an inkling
That you would rather stay out drinking
You're a dangerous little pisshead
Drinking more than you need to, babe, that ain't no way for a girl to behave
Look, even though you're proper fit
You kinda put me off because you smell a bit
Like a cross between an ashtray and the sofa down the pub
Darling, give your tongue a scrub, what?
Every weekend, out on the town
You only ever stop when it all falls down
You can't string a sentence, legs don't work
Next day drinks cause your head still hurts
Your friend was pissed, you had more than she did
Face it, love, you drank more than you needed
I've tried reading, you've tried reading
Self-help books but they're misleading
Please, love, you're getting worse by the day!
[Hook 1]
Look, you spilt Chardonnay all over you
And I still hang around, there's no question you're fit
So I still tell myself I'm in love with you
But your hair smells of fags and your breath's fucking toxic
I'm only telling you truth
Your toxic breath's fucking rank
And I don't need no proof
Cause your sheets smell of gin, and your breath's fucking toxic
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