Текст песни
Sat at the side of the pool
at one of your houses
with wet white trousers on
And worlds collide as the evening
continues the dignity fucks off
Her brothers gone off to the strippers
to make up for all the lost time
She could have been one of the bitches
but she’s actually alright
Cigarette smoker,
im sorry but we’re all unsure,
how much you’ve had but we think
that you ought to maybe not have anymore
A country home even
if we really tried wouldn’t
cease to surprise us now
And bet your dad would like
to give us all a slap
when are your parents back d’you know?
I never came from no ghetto
but it wasn’t nowhere near here
Well spoken girls and stilettos,
aren’t something to fear
Cigarette smoker,
cigarette smoke doesn’t hide
as well as you think and you’d think
that it ought to act as the perfect disguise
