Don't Wait Up (The Twang)

Said don't wait up for me cos I'll be gone till well past three Yeah it's one of those again where a couple's just turned into ten I know it sounds it, it ain't funny I've just spent the shopping money It's not my fault she's too good natured My mind's set on getting wankered So I drink myself into a state With a silly grin upon my face Don't wait up Say don't wait up And she'll be waiting by the phone But it was her decision to stay at home And all my thoughts for her are gone But my thoughts for HER are very wrong And pulling weren't on my agenda The fact I've got a bird just makes 'em keener I don't care my tool needs shining She looks game for a bit of grinding So we slither off like slithery snakes With a silly grin upon my face And I... Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side Now it hadn't crossed my mind all night Then the convoy went from blue to white There's faces I ain't seen in ages They're all out to cane their wages Proper chuffed that we turned up Cos a week of work can get you wound up Jukebox has got a great selection A little groove might ease the tension So we bounce around like we own the place With a silly grin upon my face And I... Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side And if she was a fly upon the wall I don't think she'd wanna be my girlfriend any more And if she was a fly upon the wall She would see me slowly drink myself into a hole Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side Don't wait up It's just that naughtier side of me Say don't wait up It's just that naughtier side It's up the bar for one last round One, two, three, let's slam 'em down This night's getting pretty lairy Geezers flexing, looking scary Some lad tries to call my bluff The silly boy, there's enough of us It's a shame man it was going well It's going off, oh fucking hell We're fucked