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What's She Got?

V1

Tonight's the night,

the night I found out it was over.
Tonight's the night,
I'll drink this whiskey til' I'm sober.
Tonight's the night,
I realise that i've got older.
Tonight's the night,
tonight's the night...

She walks in,
she's plainer than I thought she would be.
you say she's not your usual type -
well I know baby, cause that was me.
I'm really glad I met her first,
so I didn't choke when you introduced me.
She don't remember my name..
but I wont forget her name.

Chorus

What's she got that I ain't got?
(a 50 million Dollar jackpot?)
What's she got that I ain't got?
(a house in the Bahamas?)
You used to like big lips,
used to like big hips -
a great big pair of massive pushed up (Breasts)
What's she got that I ain't got?

V2

Now you're telling me,

that you're so happy there's no drama.
What are you tryin'a do?
Disable me of all my armour?
Whatever happened,
cause you used to be such a charmer?
And as you leave from the table..
I wonder are you unstable?

Chorus

What's she got that I ain't got?
(her own ocean free with a yacht?)
What's she got that I ain't got?
(a greenhouse of home grown pot?)
You used to like my boots,
used to call me cute;
even with my 2 inch dirt blonde roots.
What's she got that I ain't got?

V3

The night moves on,

it's one of our songs you are playin.'
'We're the champions,'
and all the crowd they are a swayin.'
But when I look at you -
it's my heart that she is slayin.'
And when you look at me -
how can you think you're not betrayin'?

Chorus

What's she got that I ain't got?
(a car with an open top?)
What's she got that I ain't got?
(a Genie in a fuckin' teapot?)
Is she that rare?
Is it her underwear?
Do you like girls with pubic hair?
Dyed and shaped into a Pink Floyd sign?

What's she got that I ain't got?
(does she make you feel like Lancelot?)
What's she got that I ain't got?
(a castle in Camelot?)
You used to like my lips,
used to like hips;
used to love all my naughty bits.
What's she got that I ain't got?
It's the fuckin' Genie in a teapot!

 

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