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Don't Mug Yourself Lyrics - Original Pirate Material - Streets

A new day another morning after leaning back on my chair 

In a greasy spoon cafeteria 

Last night was some beer laryness done our way but again 

We're back in the light of day chatting shit, sitting at the wall table 

Telling jokes playing with the salt, lookin' out the window 

 

Girl brings two plates of full English 

Over with plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried tomato 

Get my phone out, 'bout to give this girl a shout see if she had 

A nice time last night up town ask if she fancies trying it again 

Sometime then call grabs the phone 

 

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred 

I know you can't stop thinking of her 

By all means you can vibe with this girl 

But just don't mug yourself, thats all don't mug yourself 

 

Seriously Mick you fucker 

No no no 'cos ya know what I mean 

Don't mug yourself I'm fucking, I'm know why 

Really do you know what I mean? 

I can take it or leave it, believe and then calving like oi 

 

You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back 

Quit staring into space and eat your snack, thats that 

She'll want you much for not hanging on 

Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong 

 

Why should she be the one who decides whether its 

Off or on or on or off or on? 

Now the girl's rude, I know she's rude but she's screwed 

Right through you, you'll be on your knees soon 

 

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred 

I know you can't stop thinking of her 

By all means you can vibe with this girl 

But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself 

 

And I'm like, honestly it's not like that, your acting like 

I'm prancing like a sap jumping when she claps and that 

Do you really think I act whack 'cos I'm tellin' you 

Serving the aces and it's game set and match 

 

Perfectly in control of this goal, I've got the lead role 

Won't be fooled and I'm older than you're told 

Girl sold, high speeds gold 

Game over game over too cold 

 

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred 

I know you can't stop thinking of her 

By all means you can vibe with this girl 

But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself 

 

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred 

I know you can't stop thinking of her 

By all means you can vibe with this girl 

But just don't mug yourself, thats all don't mug yourself oh yeah 

 

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred 

I know you can't stop thinking of her 

The girl is she as smelly ala piss 

She must have crab and fuckin' shrimp in her teeth 

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