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"Can I get the beat up a little bit?" Don't leave Please I reckon that you're everything I need Uh, i know I'm getting grumpy in the week Sleeping in each others pockets living up each others sleeves Its the greed I know you hate the money plants the seed I hate the thought you don't believe Me, Reckon that I couldn't take the lead just become another one who milks the sun until it bleeds Yo i think about my best days With you at home marking essays Pouring glasses or sparkling presse We raise a toast then another toast Making a roast thinking I can hold you close when the best strays(?) But it if lost I wonder who's to know I pay the cost of all this to and fro It's like a frostbite made(?) with snow The day we lost Carluccio Uh, the thought makes me cry and i'm embarrassed Thinking bout the nights out in Paris, evening Swimming in the deep end Wishing I was savage SongtexteSaying she ain't believing in marriage but times change Now its all a house out in italy (?) only sicily The dreams so bitter sweet Uh, cus when I close my eyes all I see is she Shit, im hoping she can picture me Or maybe picture kids with a frisbee (?) Im keeping em with me I think it's risky I reckon that she missed me We got together like the nike airs and (?) tees But it we don't I wonder who's to know I pay the cost of all this to and fro It's like a frostbite made(?) with snow The way we lost Carluccio Ch'yeah Uh, uh the way we lost Carluccio I said The way way we lost Carluccio Uh Way we lost Carluccio On,the day we lost Carluccio You'll never be the worst to the first Or better than the last The less we asked to start our own little past (?) I ain't thinking that fast I said, I ain't thinking that fast Cus when the honey moon (?) blast and the day lights passed we raise glass to the past sitting back on arse And we laugh yeah And we love Aus Songtexte Mania