Paul lyrics

by

Gilla Band


[Verse 1]
Better not ask our bleached moustache
Has given us a rash, nice Ronny anyway
It's here but it's not, our nylon locks
Like corn on a cob, stuck in our gap anyway
Whiskering sweet, nothing's sugar free
It's all we can see, tache of the day anyway

[Chorus 1]
Again, again
She's a gent, give her a call
My daughter Paul
Again, again
She's a gent, give her a call
My daughter Paul

[Verse 1]
Better not ask our bleached moustache
Has given us a rash, nice Ronny anyway
It's here but it's not, our nylon locks
Like corn on a cob, stuck in your gap and I won't

[Chorus 2]
'I want, I want'
You made a pamphlet out of bread
That we digest
Instead, instead
You make a homemade 3 in 1
'Cause it looks fresh
'It's best to look fresh'
Then lean on now like a full bus
That's back to school
[Chorus 3]
It's all got old
To narrate silent ads
With food in your mouth
Daddy long legs
Put his shoes back on and
p*ssed with the seat down
Got pinched to death
Lost my cheekbones and
Jumpers for goal posts
Over the shop
Nurse a proceeding hairline
With a nice hat

[Bridge]
Edge of the seat Face/Off
Odds at Lee Evans
Think it's the seventh time I saw
Smidge of smug smig sange
Almost a funny dance
If I got the chance, I would
Casually clean around
She walks through my house
Laughing at it now

[Verse 2]
And I am so surprised, she pulled them tight
And said that Mighty Munch are the crust of Meanies
Now she's strictly-full, intangible
How many bulbs does it take to screw a light in?
Now he pats her lap, turns on her lamp
He's best mates with her dad, dad, daaaa
[Chorus 3]
It's all got old
To narrate silent ads
With food in your mouth
Daddy long legs
Put his shoes back on and
p*ssed with the seat down
Got pinched to death
Lost my cheekbones and
Jumpers for goal posts
Over the shop
Nurse a proceeding hairline
With a hat
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