Mr Key & Greenwood Sharps - Missing You lyrics

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Mr Key & Greenwood Sharps - Missing You lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr Key] Everybody wants to be the cat If you act like a p**y Get treated like a twat That's a fact I had a look and took another step back That's the last time I'll turn the other cheek To get slapped In a bit I wish you all the best I ain't bitter I ain't trippin' I ain't sick And I ain't stressed I ain't crippled and depressed Sniff, sniffin' in a mess Nah I'm sittin' reminiscin' on the minutes I was bless Yeah A good woman is the best and you're still one of 'em We were giving it a rest and we begun again Love'll take a s**er, make him wonder where the summer went Deep down, I must've been a glutton for the punishment So f** you Live your life, only know I'll miss you Wish you all the pretty things I'll never get to give you Think about all the things I said and did, and how they dissed you And wonder if I didn't, would it still have been an issue? Trust Or maybe it's the lack of it That's got my lady crying like a baby in a Magimix With no faith in her protagonist And couldn't see that she's the only one that I'll be happy with Love Got me crying like an emo My mates tell me she's a dick but what does he know I'll cotch you in my own private piece of paradiso But watch as the cinema switch to Tarantino [Verse 2: Mr Key] This is missing you This is missing kissing you This is missing ripping of your knickers in the living room And this is bitter feuds This is stick the knife and twist This is dripping diamond tips, with cyanide and crying fists Riding on a flying pig Monkey see and monkey do Love me sweet and love me true f** with me, I'll f** with you Nothing sweet and nothing new Underneath the sunken sheet Just another sweet summer in a submarine Love and peace I've been a hippy since the day we met And all the games we loved to play ain't cut or frayed my patience yet Or changed the way I step Never play the game correct Giving it the charlie with potato head in laser quest Razor and a bayonet Out of place and out of space I'm at my base, tired, than a lion in a power gaze So this is missing you And this is missing kissing you And this is missing all this things we might've done and didn't do

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