Gin And Tonics All Round

Hull

Didn't know what was happening, felt a little bit insecure
But I was not hurting you, I was not really sure
When I lifted my glass to my lips and I fell against the door
I realised that I'd had too much so I called out for more
You get like that when you really know the score

Young boy from the South who's father owns a wishing well
Speaking words of wisdom, so I told him to go to hell
Then ........ with bashful eyes, strutinised the floor
I knew I'm beein' too far so I went far out some more
You get like that when you really know the score

You get like that when you really know the score

So I looked around the room to find me another prey
Talk about religion and the state of the world today
When I opened up my mouth I found there was nothing left to say
So I bid all my friends a fond farewell and I'll be on my way
And I hope you don't believe a single word I say

I hope you don't believe a single word I say