Oh, deary me
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My little brother´s in his bedroom
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Smoking weed
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I tell him he should get up
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´Cause it´s nearly half-past free
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He can´t be bothered
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´Cause he´s high on THC
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I ask him very nicely
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If he´d like a cup of tea
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I can´t even see him
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´Cause his room is so smoky
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Don´t understand
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How one can watch so much TV
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My baby brother Alfie
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How I wish that you could see
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Oh I only say it cause I care
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So please can you stop pulling my hair
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Now, now, there´s no need to swear
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Please don´t despair
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My dear mon frere
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Oh, Alfie get up
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It´s a brand new day
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I just can´t sit back
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And watch you waste your life away
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You need to get a job
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Because the bills need to get paid
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Get off your lazy arse
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Alfie, please use your brain
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Surely there´s some walls out there
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That you can go and spray
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I´m feeling guiltier
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For leading you astray
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Now how the hell do you ever expect
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That you´ll get laid
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When all you do is stay in
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Playing your computer games
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Oh, I only say it cause I care
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So please can you stop pulling my hair
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Now, now, there´s no need to swear
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Please don´t despair
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My dear mon frere
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Oh, little brother
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Please refrain from doing that
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I´m trying to help you out
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So can you stop being a twat?
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It´s time that you and I
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Sat down and had a little chat
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And look me in the eye
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Take off that stupid fitted cap
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Oh, I only say it cause I care
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So please can you stop pulling my hair
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Now, now, there´s no need to swear
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Please don´t despair
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Please don´t despair
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Now mon frere
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Alfie
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| Lily Allen |
