T-W-A-T by The Jellycats Lyrics
Catches his reflection gives himself a smile
He thinks he’s god’s gift to women, yea he’s so in denial
Thinks he’s a lad, thinks he’s a laugh, thinks that he’s such a cool bloke
But while he’s always a comedian he cannot take a joke
And the more that he drinks, yeah the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Im saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Tired of immature guys in their low cut tops
The world would be a better place if they’d pack up and fuck off
‘cos with their ‘stella-act-a-twat’ in them they think they’re the bee’s knees
Brag that they’ve had so many slappers
Yea ‘cos that’s hard to achieve
And the more that he drinks, yeah the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
I'm saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks, yea the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Try to keep your distance from the drunk, rowdy boys
You can usually tell the group by hearing them shout ‘Oi Oi’!
And you turn to your friend for help but see his mate has got her cornered
It’s only 10pm yet you’re wishing they’d call last orders
And you’ll never learn so this meeting’s adjourned
You’re falling down, down, down, down, down, to the ground
I’m saying ...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks yea the worse that he thinks
And no I don’t think you’re cool, I think that you need a shrink
And if you carry this on you’ll end up all on your own
And you’ll fall down, down, down, down, down to the ground
He thinks he’s god’s gift to women, yea he’s so in denial
Thinks he’s a lad, thinks he’s a laugh, thinks that he’s such a cool bloke
But while he’s always a comedian he cannot take a joke
And the more that he drinks, yeah the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Im saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Tired of immature guys in their low cut tops
The world would be a better place if they’d pack up and fuck off
‘cos with their ‘stella-act-a-twat’ in them they think they’re the bee’s knees
Brag that they’ve had so many slappers
Yea ‘cos that’s hard to achieve
And the more that he drinks, yeah the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
I'm saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks, yea the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Try to keep your distance from the drunk, rowdy boys
You can usually tell the group by hearing them shout ‘Oi Oi’!
And you turn to your friend for help but see his mate has got her cornered
It’s only 10pm yet you’re wishing they’d call last orders
And you’ll never learn so this meeting’s adjourned
You’re falling down, down, down, down, down, to the ground
I’m saying ...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yeah you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks yea the worse that he thinks
And no I don’t think you’re cool, I think that you need a shrink
And if you carry this on you’ll end up all on your own
And you’ll fall down, down, down, down, down to the ground