Brendan Maclean - Winner | Текст песни

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• Brendan Maclean
• Winner

I can do you,
Better than you can do you.
I've got your glasses,
And I've got your jeans.
I get my drinks cheap but you get them free.

And if you don't want it bad, you can return it.
And if you don't want a book than you can burn it,
You couldn't lose if you tried, it's so pathetic.

You can do me,
But no one knows you're doing me.
You haven't got my awkward silence and my,
three ways of acting:
Loud on entry and quiet upon reciept,
And my lack of mind to know when I am beat.

And if you don't want it bad, you can return it.
And if you don't want a book than you can burn it,
You couldn't lose if you tried, it's so pathetic.
I'll try to follow you up, I'll never get it.

And I won't be a winner,
And you won't be a winner.
You can just tell, you can just tell, you can just tell that,
I'll never make it.
You can just tell, you can just tell, you can just tell that,
I'll never make it.

You are the one and I am the other,
I said, what a shame we didn't fight it.
You are the one and I am the other,
I said, what a shame we didn't fight it.
I said, what a shame we didn't fight it.

And I won't be a winner,
And you won't be a winner.
You can just tell, you can just tell, you can just tell that,
I'll never make it.
You can just tell, you can just tell, you can just tell that,
we'll never make it.


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