You uwin some and you lose some And I've lost the will to lose With my part-time job And my faith in God Falling on a bruise
And this no star bed and breakfast And insolvency abuse Make me feel like throwing myself Off the kitchen shelf Falling on a bruise
And all of my unworldly goods The bailiffs took them too For all the ducked bills and silly sods >From Brian Mills' catalogue Something borrowed, bartered and blew
You win some and you lose some And you save nothing for a rainy day You neet your nutrasweet Daddy Some peppermint paddy Or just a hackneyed old cabbie Who can drive you and your babby away
Two fives or a ten Could get me back to you And stop me Falling for a bruise
(It's not that I'm agrophobic It's just that it's not safe To go out anymoe so I just Stay indoors with my TV Times My petty rimes and my nursery rhymes, Someone said that the sound of a baby crying is the World and beauty in the eye Of the beholder bt as my heart Grows colder, and colder I just Feel so tired. The fridge is empty, The walls are damp, there's no hot Water and I look like a tramp and Tramps like us baby we were born To walk but where does a mother's Girl go when her mother's gone? Some you win and some you lose I7ve spent my hole lifetime Falling on a bruise and if I had The chance to do it all again I'd change everything)
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