Alone With The TV (album version)-The Mitchell Brothers

歌手 : The Mitchell Brothers

专辑 : A Breath Of Fresh Attire

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:07

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TXT Alone With The TV (album version)-The Mitchell Brothers 文本歌词

Alone With The TV (album version) - The Mitchell Brothers

She could have waited till I got home

Now she's on the train while I'm on my own

First thing this morning

You ironed my shirt for me

Lunch break

We were fighting on the phone

This evening I brought back DVDs

But I'm alone with the TV

First thing this morning

Your head was on my chest

I had to be up early so I left you in the bed

You looked so enticing curled under the duvet

But I couldn't jump back in

Cause I didn't wanna be late

You laid there so calmly

As I quickly got dressed

And my Armani cardie

And shirt they were neatly pressed

I wanted to say bye

But I didn't wanna wake you up

So I thought I'd give you a call

On my lunch break or something

At lunch break

I rung you on the house phone

But you never answered

So I hung up

And rung back on the voda

We were chatting so kosher

But then you started to moan love

About how I never give you no time

When I'm out on the roads nuff

I couldn't take all this long talk

So I told you please ease off

I had to press the red button with my thumb

Cause I was so peed off

This evening I bought back

Some Chinese to munch

And I even went

And got some DVDs to watch

First thing this morning

You ironed my shirt for me

At lunch break

You were vibing on the phone

This evening I bought back DVDs

But I'm alone with the TV

My head in my hands

Staring right at

My hair brush on the table

Beside my cuppa tea

And toast still untouched

My fist on the table

Eyes fixed on the carpet

Telephone going off

Can't be arsed to go and answer it

My head in my hands

Cause I opened up the front door

To see if there was any post

For me on the floor in the porch

My fists on the table

Cause the letter I just read in black

Had just said that

You had left with my best friend

My eyes to the ceiling

Cause I thought it was all a joke

Til I opened up your wardrobe

No hangers no clothes

My head in my hands

Cause the photo I'm holding

Is a photo of you

And your f**king smile

First thing this morning

You ironed my shirt for me

At lunch break

You were vibing on the phone

This evening I bought back DVDs

But I'm alone with the TV

This evening

I have bought back love actually

Cause I thought what

We had was actually love

But I can't see your Gucci scarf

Or your Zara gloves

There weren't no Mac lip gloss

Or eyeliner or stuff

On the bathroom sink

There's only one toothbrush

There's only one face wash

There's only one sponge

On the table by the stove

There's a note and a biro

I'm trying to chase you

On the voda love

Just to ask you why go

At lunch break I should have listened

To your whining on the phone

And not been so impatient

Or tired of your moaning

I should have told you we'll sort it when

I get in at 6 and settle

Our differences by talking it out and shit

First thing this morning

I should have rubbed off Simones

Paulas and Josephines numbers off my phone

If I'd done that this morning

You'd be here at home

If I'd done that this morning

I wouldn't be alone

First thing this morning

You ironed my shirt for me

At lunch break you were vibing on the phone

This evening I bought back DVDs

But I'm alone with the TV

First thing this morning

You ironed my shirt for me

At lunch break you were vibing on the phone

This evening I bought back DVDs

But I'm alone with the TV

She could have waited till I got home

Now she's on the train while I'm on my own