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Summertime Lyrics

Artist: Robbie Williams
Album: Rudebox 1974

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah

The more you say the more you pray
The less it's getting you down
The more you pray the more you stay
The less it's getting you down

Autumn time leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winter's such an ugly brute

Mid-city blues getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car
Drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great
It's the summertime

This is how I play in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah
This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah

And if your love had met its sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
And all the best laid plans
Of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song

This is how I break for the summer time
This is how I play in the summer
What's mine is yours
Yours is mine
This is how I pray yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

You got the funky drummer in 89
This is how I play yeah
Oh, whoa

The Mondays the roses
Blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
And their buffalo poses
Bank tellers dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with
Football thugs no malice
I dig your dreadlocks
Boozing off your socks
Big fish little fish cardboard box
So give me French-kiss
I love you Voodoo Ray
I dream of Santa Ana
On the road to Mandalay

In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind, on my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
In the summertime
On my mind

I got shivers down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface light
On my mind
On my mind

This is "T" to the mother fucking "Ofty"
What's you're problem Dickhead

Don't kick my dog dickhead
Don't beep at me dickhead
Why you mug me off in my car dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
There's a dickhead in you're mouth
A dickhead on parade
Do not have kids
Don't want dickheads to be made dickhead

Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Why'd you piss me off in first class dickhead
I'm not sitting here to be treated like a dickhead
Bumba Clart kin' Raas Clart
Where's the Chorus dickhead

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Don't be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me,
Cos I'm so lovely baby

If you diss me you'll sell copy dickhead
What do you expect dickhead
Radiohead dickhead
This is pop dickhead
Size tens dickhead
Break you're shins dickhead
My security are a vicious crew
They'll kick fuck out of you
Only if I ask them to
But they'll kick fuck out of you
You're going home in a Staffordshire Ambulance

I wasn't looking at ya' bird dickhead
She was looking at me dickhead
Who do I think I am dickhead
Who the fuck are you dickhead
You must have me confused
With someone who gives a shit
I've found the dickhead of the year
And you are fucking it dickhead

Where's the chorus no chorus dickhead

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Don't be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me
Cos I'm so lovely baby

I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not horse shit, cow shit dog shit no, real shit
I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not dog shit, cow shit horse shit no, real shit

Why'd you cut me up in my car dickhead
Why do you say bad things bout my bra dickhead
I've got nothing for you dickhead
Go to bed dickhead
Don't wake up dickhead
Who gives a fuck dickhead
No one gives a fuck about you
Cos you're a dickhead true
See your mate over there in the corner
He's a dickhead too like you dickhead

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Don't be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me
Cos I'm so lovely baby

Dickhead

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