Not Addicted

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It's his lucky day, that's a given
 He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
 He's not addicted, he can stop any time
 But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine
 This time I know I'm gonna smash the bet
 I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
 Men grip slips wipe their hands with sweat
 The camera pans the away fans end
 Twenty quid for blues who thrash the reds
 Then cash that cash when the ref has said
 My mates out his pad's a mess
 It's getting late I've not dash yet
 Oi, the question I have to ask myself
 Is can I see us not battering them
 If I can't see that happening then
 I'm gonna put all my money down on one fat bet
 Now I don't know the first thing about football
 But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
 It's his lucky day, that's a given
 He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
 He's not addicted he can stop any time
 But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine
 This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
 I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
 The game's won the ends haven't swapped
 Two nil up they're getting mashed up
 But I won't win now the chance flopped
 'Cause I couldn't make it to the damned shop
 Might as well put tea in that pot
 I got nowhere else I have to bop
 The question I have to ask one
 Is how I managed not to manage the trod
 Maybe I can phone in and slap it on
 Put all my money on a mid-match one
 Yes I don't know the first thing about football
 But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
 It's his lucky day, that's a given
 He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
 He's not addicted, he can stop any time
 But this is gonna pay he feels that this one'll be fine
 Hmm shit
 I'm mad glad I didn't back that match
 Supposed to be a non-problematic catch
 Full time the whistle blasted after
 The last pass had passed the last pass
 Would you believe how we fell back?
 Three goals lost in the last half
 So glad I was stranded back at the flat
 Wincing at every goal we let them have
 Question I now have to ask
 Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?
 I just very very nearly nearly
 Lost every penny of all my cash
 Yes I don't know the first thing about football
 And my instincts almost lead me to a pitfall
 It's his lucky day, that was barmy
 He didn't tick the box on the slip and what a relief
 He's not addicted, he can stop any time
 But next time he will be more lucky, next time will be fine
 It's his lucky day, that was barmy
 He didn't tick the box on the slip and what a relief
 He's not addicted, he can stop any time
 But next time he will be more lucky, next time will be fine
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 I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit
 Maybe change the parameters a little bit
 Instead of betting on to win the football
 I'll to bet to lose the cricket
 

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Duration
03:40
Key
8
Tempo
117 BPM

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