They’re meant for my mum but Christmas fell through
So here I go getting fat sitting here
My belly will resemble that of Pooh
But I don’t care, if I’m honest with you
Who gives a damn goddam, my mum’s present
Is heading for my belly fast ‘nuff to
Make my throat smoke like car tyres on pavement
I hope there’s no-one on it, as I meant
No harm or to alarm 🚨, oh hell no, yeah?
I’m relaxing, not got that much to do
Been shopping but not all my money’s spent
It’s surprisingly hot for midwinter
The heat’s been on all day. It’s off now, true
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