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Yeah, I'm sick of this
Taking Star to L.A.
Yeah, Mam's got cake
Taking Star to L.A.
Shop at Kwik Save and you make a good saving
You're a cheeky sod
Get your op, you'll be shopping in Sainsbury's
You're a cheeky sod
Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me
Look in the mirror and you see you are perfect
You're a cheeky sod
Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me
Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me
Don't look twice
(Oh, to me now)
Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me
England's sh**
It's slashing down
We are drowned
Star is here
Drinking beer
Star is scrawled
On my wall
C.I.D.
They follow me
I kidnap Star
In my car
A T.V.R.
We'll drive to Prague
And stop at Mars
And we'll be
We'll drive to Las Vegas for the day
We want to sit in the sun
And Take It Easy
Take It Easy
Belly ache
Feeling sick
Through Kuwait
Stole a tank
Drove to France
Star's amazed
In a trance
M53
Hit a tree
Crashed my car
I killed Star
Stowaway
On a ship
Dodge the pigs
What a trip
We'll drive to Las Vegas for the day
We want to sit in the sun
And Take It Easy
Take It Easy
Take It Easy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take It Easy
Take It Easy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take It Easy, yeah
Difference in prices is truly amazing
Chips from the freezer come in very big portions
Down our end you get fantastic reductions
You've changed the odds
Well if that's what you want
Look so good all the people won't phase you
They'll all be looking at you spending a fortune
Like the second coming with a much better hairdo
You've changed the odds
Well if that's what you want
Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now
I'll be leaving soon
Pity 'bout the scar that is hidden below deck
Just like new 'cos your change is so drastic
Stay in the shade 'cos you're just made of plastic
You've changed the odds
Well if that's what you want
Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now
I'll be leaving soon
Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now
I'll be leaving soon
'Cos you've got different eyes
Than the ones that were fine
That you could see though
Don't look twice
'Cos you've got different thighs
Than the ones that were fine
That you could sit through
Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now
I'll be leaving soon