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What Is He Thinking Lyrics - A Grand Don't Come For Free - Streets

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

Can't seem to do anything but stare 

My C.P. coat is lyin' just there 

Draped over the edge of that dusty chair 

All fits into place suddenly 

 

Yeh, the coat was hangin' up under my stairs 

But one day, went leavin' the cupboard bare 

The facts all click in and become square 

He stole it while I was unaware 

 

But why's he denyin' it, when it's so bate? 

Lookin' at the telly, won't look over straight 

Why's he not flappin' and explainin' away? 

To one very fuckin' frustrated mate 

 

Dan's been trustin' every word Scott says 

He believes in mates so fair play 

But Scott's story is too far outweighed 

And I'm gonna act before it's too late 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

This must all look a bit weird 

It's Mike's C.P coat sittin' here 

Draped over the chair 

So that it appears to all fit me up suddenly 

 

And clear, I'm gonna have to just try and volunteer 

An' answer 'bout the man who left the bomber here 

He must've picked it up from Mike's dear 

Girl's house, when the weather wasn't clear 

 

The man must've thought it was Simone's coat 

We didn't think it was Mike's coat though 

I can't just deny it, 'cos my face shows 

Lookin' at the telly's not aidin', no 

 

I can't tell Mike, this man didn't know 

And innocently borrowed the coat at Simone's 

'Cos then Mike would demand to know 

Why this man was even at Simone's? 

 

That frown could mean anything 

What the fuck am I gonna do now? 

He know's I'm lyin' 

I wish I could read his mind 

It's written all over my face 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

What the fuck's he saying? She had the garm' 

Either he has gone John Barnes 

Or he's tryin' to spin me a con's yarn 

He think's he's the fuckin' don gar 

 

How long have I undergone his smarm? 

Shruggin' it all off as fun charm 

If he don't stop lookin' at the TV, though 

I'm gonna wrap the cable round his wee throat 

 

"Hang on", Scott says, "Simone had the coat" 

Where did he see her on the d low? 

What is it I don't need to know? 

Is he scheming to be near Simone? 

 

In the club I wondered what was on the go 

Dan was tryin' to keep Scott from bein' close 

And Scott teefed me money and he teefed my coat 

And he's tryin' to steal my girlfriend from under my nose 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin' 

Starin' straight and not blinkin' 

He's not givin' anythin' away 

What is he thinkin'? 

 

Right, I can't be bothered with this no more 

I'm gonna have to tell him, I owe him the score 

I wish I could tell him about the dough on the draws 

That's somethin' I don't know, I swore 

 

The coat thing will look dodgy loads more 

If I don't throw it down as the crow soars 

I'd better put the video on pause 

Face up toe to toe over the floor 

 

He really needs to know how his jacket 

Miraculously appeared round my gaff, here 

And the man that left it's been shaggin' 

Mike's girl behind Mike's back and thing 

 

This shit's all got a bit out of hand 

There's no options I'm all down on plans 

I'm jus' gonna have to spit it now, man 

Tell Mike the person that brought the coat 'round was Dan 

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