Mansun - Taxloss lyrics

He'll be your taxloss lover from liverpool Taxloss lover if the truth be told Taxloss lover still lives in the war Taxloss lover touching 74 Ah, come back to me We want your money, taxloss We think you are stupid We give you money 'cos our a**ets are fluid yeah We'll sell you down the river Just remember that we said we'd deliver you Sign on the line and we'll give you the money And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory You're a taxloss, come back to me We want your money, taxloss He'll be your taxloss lover and his name is bert Taxloss lover and he's always a flirt Your taxloss lover into kinky s** Your taxloss lover wears a cracking dress Sign on the line and we'll give you the money And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny You'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory We're a taxloss, come back to me We want your money, taxloss Sign on the line and we'll give you the money And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory A taxloss, come back to me We want your money, taxloss Taxloss, mod rock Junk pop, chart hop Mop top, swap shop Who'd you nick your cliche off