Kirsty MacColl - England 2 Columbia 0 | Текст песни

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• Kirsty MacColl
• England 2 Columbia 0

Oh you shouldn’t have kissed me and got me so excited
And when you asked me out I really was delighted
So we went to a pub in belsize park
And we cheered on england as the sky grew dark
Oh you shouldn’t have kissed me cause you started a fire
But then I found out that you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
You never mentioned your three children
And the fact you have a wife
Now it’s england 2 colombia 0
And I know just how those colombians feel

If you hadn’t passed out while I was talking to your friend
It could have really ended badly cause you very nearly had me
If he hadn’t taken pity on my heart full of desire
I might never have found out you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
You forgot you have three children
You forgot you have a wife
Now it’s england 2 colombia 0
And I know just how those colombians feel

It is not in my nature to ever pick the winning team
Sometimes I think I’m happy then I remember it’s a dream
Now it isn’t in my nature to ever pick a winner
I always pick a bastard who would have me for his dinner

I can never possess the object of my desire
Cause he’s bound to turn out to be a serial liar
Ok I didn’t mention my kids, I thought I’d wait a bit
But I am free and single and he’s a lying git

Cause he lied about his status
He lied about his life
He forgot he had three children
He forgot he had a wife
And it’s england 2 colombia 0
I know just how those colombians feel

So I got into a taxi and sobbed all the way home
Called my friend up in sao paulo and cried down the phone
I played some tragic music and I lay down to die
But later I woke and I hadn’t stopped crying

You should never have kissed me, you tasted of deceit
Your perfume was adultery but I’m not a piece of meat
So I’ll be the one that you couldn’t acquire
I found out in time you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
And I pity your three children
And I pity your poor wife
Now you can go to hell
I’m going to brazil
Still it’s england 2 colombia 0

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