THE FRATELLIS Flathead

Lyrics from muzichii Sites THE FRATELLIS Flathead Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Just because she feeds me well
and she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
doesn’t mean she’s got eyes for me
she might just want my bones you see
hey flathead don’t you get mean
she’s the second best killer that I have ever seen
they don’t come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to
it’s just so wrong so very nice I told you
once and you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the
club chewing on glass and a ticket stub
I heard they kicked the boy till he bled
then stood and said oh my god till she said
bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra…
everybody knows you’re the one to call
when the girls get ugly at the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleeding nose
so taking it with her wherever she goes
hey flathead don’t check me in
well hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
they don’t come much more slick
than you I’d drive your car if you ask me to
said the boy’s not right in the head
so he stood and got a kicking instead till she said
bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra…

And she said the boy’s not right in the head
And you stood and said oh my god till she said
bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra…

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THE FRATELLIS Henrietta

Lyrics from muzichii Sites THE FRATELLIS Henrietta Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Henrietta we got no flowers for you
Just these three miserable cunts
sitting on the back seat
banging on the off beat
we know you love us and you probably do
although your husband may cut us
he is an animal
though everything is possible

give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about
buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
we’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola

And it’s
clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
you can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
these are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on…

Dear Henrietta we’re just three lonely boys
Though the girls love us we’re so
into you incredibly
we’d love to see you terribly
we’d love to hate you but we don ‘t have no choice
come be our wa ha ha ha
honey, honey three four one time once more

give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about
buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
we’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola

And it’s
clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
you can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
these are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
you can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
these are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on…

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