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Songer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Songer
Composer
Henry Pritchard
Composer
Will Pritchard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blueboy & Dash
Producer
Lyrics
I live a minute every second don't ask me the fucking time
I'm only going to your meeting if you buy a fucking pint
I got somewhere that I'd rather be I wouldn't tell you lies
The horses on at 2 and Chelsea-Tottenhams on at 5, I'm alive
I'm asking where's my woman at 'cause I ain't here to fuck a spider
Spent a thousand on these jeans and now they stink of apple cider
Got a fucking scented candle and tequila on my rider
If you wanna make it happen I just need to use your lighter, I'm alive
Promise I don't trust the bar without a deal on twenty jägers
Tryna charge me one for five I'm fucking off it see you laters
Said I'm off to find a pub that isn't run by fucking pagans
Send it up with two-for-ones so I bought fourty just for Ragans, I'm alive
My bredren told me love bites on your neck were just for kids
But when your necklace smells like money it deserves a fucking kiss
I got lipstick on my stoney but I couldn't give a shit
'Cause half the fucking festival will stink of fucking piss, I'm alive
Written by: Henry Pritchard, James Songer, Will Pritchard