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Not Addicted Lyrics
I've never lied to you
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 anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll 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 that sweat
The camera pans the away fans end
Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds
Then cash that cash, when the ref has said
My mate's out, his pads a mess
Its getting late, I've not dashed yet
Oh, 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 anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The games won, the ends have a swap
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 damn shop
Might as well put tea in that pot
I've got nowhere else I have to bop
The question I have to ask one
Is how I managed, not to manage the trot
Maybe I could 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 anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
Oh shit, I'm mad glad I didn't back that match
Suppose to be an unproblematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last passer, 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 'em have
The 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 led 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 anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
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 anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
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 bet to lose the cricket
He'll tick the box on the slip and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
Men grip slips, wipe their hands that sweat
The camera pans the away fans end
Then cash that cash, when the ref has said
My mate's out, his pads a mess
Its getting late, I've not dashed yet
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
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 anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The games won, the ends have a swap
Two nil up, they're getting mashed up
'Cause I couldn't make it to the damn shop
Might as well put tea in that pot
I've got nowhere else I have to bop
Is how I managed, not to manage the trot
Maybe I could phone in and slap it on
Put all my money on a mid-match one
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 anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
Suppose to be an unproblematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last passer, passed the last pass
Three goals lost in the last half
So glad I was stranded back at the flat
Wincing at every goal we let 'em have
Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?
I just very, very nearly, nearly
Lost every penny of all my cash
And my instincts almost led 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 anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
He didn't tick the box on the slip and what a relief
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
Maybe change the parameters a little bit
Instead of betting on to win the football
I'll bet to lose the cricket
Song Info
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songmeanings On Feb 06, 2012
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I don't have a problem...I really don't. I can quit whenever I want. ;) Gambling addiction is bad for you kids (especially if you don't know anything about the sport!!) and remember, A Grand don't come for Free
I think the whole album sums up the mid-twenties blues fairly well
first time i heard this one i thought it was his friends gambling with MIKE'S grand that they stole. Turns out it's MIKE trying to regain his cash by gambling!
my two cents
Incidentally, Mike Skinner (The Streets' main man) is recovering from a gambling addiction... so he writes from experience!
hello. whatever's in all caps is random lines of dialogue
i just don't like how this song has no significant relation to anything else, whereas "soaked by the ale" did & would flowed with the album so much better - this one seemed misplaced & no other song even references it