Alex M. Lacey - Chatting Shit

With a breeze and the sun
How my day begun
Went downstairs
Saw that she'd left me Belgian buns
Oh my days
I wish they'd all start this way
Grab a bite, brush my teeth
Then I hit the street
Miss my bus
But sure enough Steve is calling me
"Jump in," he says
"I'm also going that way"
On days like these I'm shocked by my luck
When everything's great
And nothing's fucked up
Next thing you know
Well, I'm bumping into you
And you're chatting shit again
Yeah, you're chatting shit again
You're chatting such shit again
You're chatting shit
Thick and fast and it pours just like rain
You're chatting shit again
Met some friends
Had some lunch
Then we hit the pubs
Score some smoke
Off a bloke
Who said, "It's Vertigo"
Oh my days
I wish they'd all go this way
See my girl
Have some fun
Then we share a blunt
Place a bet
On a fight
And I get it right
"Come on," she says
"Well, let's go and drink till we sway"
On days like these I'm shocked by my luck
When everything's great
And nothing's fucked up
Next thing you know
We're bumping into you
And you're chatting shit again
Yeah, you're chatting shit again
You're chatting such shit again
Yeah, you're chatting shit
Thick and fast and it pours just like rain
You're chatting shit again

Written by:
Alex Priest-Lacey

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