She said meet me at the gates at 8 Leave now don't be late Thought things were ok She said one day she'd walk away cos I'm always late didn't care though anyway Say sorry babe, I had to meet a mate, tempting fate We first met through a shared view, she loved me and I did too Do my hair quickly, step out it's cloudy It's now 7:50 getting ready better be nifty Mate bells me to borrow money, I got two Henry's and a dealer to pay Call up on geezers to rid these green trees of my reeking jeans Got a you think I care outglaring geezers stares Couldn't see past the end of my beer I'm here and I'm there What was getting near, all the silence after the cheers
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