Chanel-joy Seymour - Misfits Episode lyrics

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Chanel-joy Seymour - Misfits Episode lyrics

[Verse 1] One two three on the concrete floors, you would never catch me on the scene before I was a really good kid used to sleep through the weekends these days I been going off on a deep end, curiosity k**ed a cat so it deepend, if I live forever for the night do i cheat d**h? Everybody's k**ing it with everybody, buddy i ain't caught a body, I been in the lobby with my bredren Anyways my mate says do you wanna hit a place on a rave and get off ya face, I double take with a “what would my mumzy say?”, but when the cats away i guess the mice will play f** with me heavy I don't mean the long way, say I got sauce what I mean is hollandaise, I went to museums on a holland holiday. So I hope that these man respect that, K Quick get ready, perfume heavy, knees not weak but my arms are heavy. Chances slim with a face so shady, no one made me please don't frame me She's like, what you looking nervous for, you talk sh** on the phone now your chicken, carnivore Don't say you've never smoked before, or seen dope before, what a kid, poor Been worldwide like amanpour Lot of things I wish would've happened more What if cedric was put in Gryffindor, or the room of requirement had no doors, or Snape was gay with Dumbledore That's my food for thought I need to go out more, I need to Oh what do you know, we've got some friends and foes, on a Friday night no frills no strings it's a misfits episode I ain't come to fight with you, I do wanna spend the night with you It's the weekend lets go to the partynextdoor knock back till were 4's on the floor. x2 Maybe I ain't gotta drink. Lips on the brim of a dixie, cup Side of the eye I see a nice guy or a girl and i figure I can lips dem up DJ goes for requests, I say deep house tracks are the best Next time they go straight for latch with sam smith you know the research ain't best We start dancing, not here for romancing Couple drinks in and I'm far from heartless How'd you know your dad and you're still a ba*tard couldn't give a sh** or a penny farthing Usually turn em down, but I'm drunk on the hook and my heartbeats sound A minute or a session or a round I'm down, to the stairs I'm going I'm going I'm down. First hit, pa**ed out tinie tempah, here we go again with my whole agenda, off on a wave, till next december As far as a part of my mind remembers i would never do this back last september. Now I'm off on a high, or do I mean down since my wings don't fly, or do I mean live since I can't can't die, I can't can't DIE [Chorus] One two on the concrete floors, white shoes white shoes concrete floor, white boy wasted, pompadour. With a friend of a friend i don't know of course Hunger burns I could pull a trigger, hand in the pocket of my Hilfiger lost my dough hope he don't figure, he don't figure Don't tell me I can't hold my liquor, we've gotta go we've gotta go out Cheers Tony for the free burger…mad love. Thanks Alexis for getting me home safely that night, say true alexis...

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