Best Face

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Dirty Pretty Things - Rock, England

Best Face

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[Verse 1] 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! [Verse 2] 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 your senses and turn out the lights Turn out the lights Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la-la-la [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] All the crying tarts who step on broken hearts Are 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! [Verse 4] You look pretty, pretty fit For a pedestrian pounding This nightclubs' still shit But be weary of the gypsy boys you're mounting Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la-la-la [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] 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 fucking swan song You dance your fucking swan song You dance your fucking swan song To a blundering oracle Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la-la-la So here's to your future And your awful wedded wife [Chorus] 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

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Credits

Writers
  • Carl Barât
  • Anthony Rossomando
  • Gary Powell
  • Didz Hammond