keep buildin up your hopes, keep breakin our hearts but we cant give up on it.. like a fookin drug
it was like findin ur bird been double teamed by your brother and your best mate ffs
it was like findin ur bird been double teamed by your brother and your best mate ffs
We only lost a match ffs. I still don't have a working grill . I CAN'T have cheese on toast to cheer myself up....Oh, the trauma
Yea the feeling when we lost was kinda like getting dumped.
She's like the chick who gave you AIDS. Then discovered a cure but gave the only vaccine to your racist, buck toothed neighbour.
keep buildin up your hopes, keep breakin our hearts but we cant give up on it.. like a fookin drug
Everton are like telephone sex, talk the talk, build you, up give you as semi then leave you feeling dirty let down and skint.
you know in reality its a fat bird with a beer gut and a minge as sloppy as a bucket of wallpaper paste than the sexy thing of your dreams, but your addicted so its finger on the dial ring ring"hello big boy"and it all starts agian feeling dirty let down and skint till next time.
you know what frank , before foxy went on the sick and started on the phones i didnt know they existed, his best seller thema nipples from Newcastle is a joy to hear how he does that accent i dont know, must have took lessons when he was younger"I'm here 24/7, just waiting for your hard investment."