Filthy Names
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Filthy Names
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So its like this
The drink goes to my head
And then champagne legs
Well lets get out of bed
'cos we are healthy
And we're in love
We work out so we can get fucked up
And there's this place
That i know
And if you've been paid
Then we can go
We can catch a train
And start again
Where no one knows
Our filthy names
Oh you gorgeous slut
Well you can hardly walk
We are both pissed up whores
Watch my tramp mouth talk
You should have paced yourself
'cos now there is none left
Meet me in the off-licence
At a quarter to ten
Do do do do do do, la la, la la la la
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