• Title:A Heady Tale
  • Artist:The Fratellis
  • Album:Here We Stand
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    The Fratellis - A Heady Tale

    Pull me up a chair and keep your money
    There's no guarantees
    Won't you please forgive me
    But you know cold blooded women make me sneeze
    And I'll kick you out the door
    If for just one minute you lie
    And they'll come crashing through the wall
    And leave you crawling till the minute you die

    Pour yourself a drink or three
    And maybe we'll think clearer for a while
    You may be an embarrassment
    But I love the way your clothes are never in style
    Living's much too easy
    And dying would be some kind of bore
    Well you swear that you're original
    But I know I've seen those jealous eyes before

    So steal the watch from off my wrist
    Oh and shake me by the hand
    We could disappear for days
    And they wouldn't understand
    Gypsy blood will get you far
    And they will not miss you when you go

    Tear another hole in my brown shoes
    And we can all sleep for a while
    Well I told you once before
    I love your braces and your hesitant smile
    But please don't get me wrong it's only right
    That you can stamp on my heart
    Well I've seen you and your friend some place
    You know I just can tell you apart

    And though they'll hunt you like a dog
    They wont take you alive
    Coz you've made them piles of money
    Stacked up twenty stories high
    And the boys in every bar
    They will not miss you when you go

    So steal the watch from off my wrist
    Oh and shake me by the hand
    We could disappear for days
    And they wouldn't understand
    Gypsy blood will get you far
    Though it's far away from me
    Look me up when you get home
    And maybe then we'll see
    Well they'll hunt you like a dog
    But they wont take you alive
    Coz you made them piles of money
    Stacked up twenty stories high
    And the boys in every bar
    Well they'll miss you when you're gone
    You can tell a heady tale
    And we'll both keep screaming on
    la la.....


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