Best Face Songtext
von Dirty Pretty Things
Best Face Songtext
Shock after shock from the snake she bites
Happy hour downtown ladies night
With your townie boys who make your brethren fight
Night after night after night after night, Go!
Come on sweetheart, come on sweetheart, Oh!
It′s an eye for any eye 'neath the hurricane sky
How will you find me a lover in time
With your muscle vest clad lads who nearly fight
Close off you senses and turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There′s really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don't you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
All the crying tarts who step on broken hearts
Is all you get
The drinks go on and the beat's the resounding
The drinks go on and the beat′s still sounding
Come on darling, come on darling, come on sweetheart!
You look pretty, pretty fit
For a pedestrian pounding
This nightclubs still shit,
Bu be weary of the gypsy boys you′re mounting
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There's really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don′t you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
The best that's what you′ll get before
The walk of shame tomorrow
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
Your monkey lot
They tumble round
You dance your f**king swan song
You dance your f**king swan song
You dance your f**king swan song
To a blundering oracle
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
So here's to your future
And your awful wedded wife.
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There′s really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don't you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
Happy hour downtown ladies night
With your townie boys who make your brethren fight
Night after night after night after night, Go!
Come on sweetheart, come on sweetheart, Oh!
It′s an eye for any eye 'neath the hurricane sky
How will you find me a lover in time
With your muscle vest clad lads who nearly fight
Close off you senses and turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There′s really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don't you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
All the crying tarts who step on broken hearts
Is all you get
The drinks go on and the beat's the resounding
The drinks go on and the beat′s still sounding
Come on darling, come on darling, come on sweetheart!
You look pretty, pretty fit
For a pedestrian pounding
This nightclubs still shit,
Bu be weary of the gypsy boys you′re mounting
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There's really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don′t you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
The best that's what you′ll get before
The walk of shame tomorrow
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
Your monkey lot
They tumble round
You dance your f**king swan song
You dance your f**king swan song
You dance your f**king swan song
To a blundering oracle
Oh-oh. La-la-la-la
So here's to your future
And your awful wedded wife.
She had the best face in the place
She had the lip gloss and the grace
There′s really nothing in the script she said
You can have what you want!
Oh, heed this sound advice
No don't you tell me any lies
Look into these eyes, they see right through
Well, the skits the same but the face is new
Oh-oh
Writer(s): Carl Barat, Anthony Rossomando, David Hammond, Gary Armstrong Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
