Don't Mug Yourself

A new day, another morning after
 Leanin back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria
 Last night was some beer-lairy-ness done our way
 But again we're back in the light of day
 Chattin' shit sittin' at the wall table, telling jokes
 Playin' with the salt looking 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, about give this girl a shout
 See if she had a nice time last night uptown
 Ask if she fancies tryin' it again some time
 Then Cal grabs the phone like "oy! Oy! Oy! Oy!"
 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
 (Talking)
 Seriously Mike, you fucker
 No! No! No! I mean, I'll fuckin', I'm no way really tryin'
 I mean I'll fuckin'... I can take it or leave it, believe!
 And then Calvin's like "oy!"
 You need to hold it down Jack
 Put your phone back
 Quit starin' into space and eat your snack, that's that
 She'll want you much more for not hangin' on
 Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
 Why should she be the one who decides
 Whether it's off or on, or on, or off or on?
 Now the girl's rude, I know she's rude
 But she screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon
 And I'm like, honestly it's not like that
 Your actin' like I'm prancin' like a sap, jumpin' when she claps and that
 Oy, do you really think I act whack
 Cause I'm telling you I'm servin' the aces and it's game, set and match!
 Perfectly in control of this goal, I've got the lead role
 Won't be foldin', I'm older than you told, girl sold, high speed's gold
 Game over, game over, too cold