Remember that night at the hippodrome Never knew that look when you look at me Nervous as hell so I didn't win a lot You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top Get the feeling that you're living with a patsy Flirting with the bouncers a lot Didn't expect them to frisk me They never find baggage when they're sweating in your sock Heart quickens south of the river Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer And a black beamer tinted up to fuck Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff Part singer, dead man ringer Still love old shows, I love john cleese New number, doing shots I hardly ever turn up to see my mates A cucumber, I'm cool as ice And ladies love ll, they don't love me No care where you're gonna find me I'm still in a home on the nra Heart quickens south of the river Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer And a black beamer tinted up to fuck Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff Heartbreaking times are full of promises And I just don't wanna go [?] Stomach I know, must be something I need Should I get lost or should I fade away? Heart quickens south of the river Mouth full of vinnie, sipping cans full of liquor Streetlight flickers, feel it in my blood Any which way I turn out the lights burn dimmer And a black beamer tinted up to fuck Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff Remember that night at the hippodrome Never knew that look when you look at me Nervous as hell so I didn't win a lot You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top Get the feeling that you're living with a patsy Flirting with the bouncers a lot Didn't expect them to frisk me They never find baggage when they're sweating in your sock