Come up to me with a drinky drink and say

“Have a swig of this, it’s probiotic”

I said “No, thanks. I don’t want it”

You said “Why? Because it’s got bits in it? ”

Come on

How far is till we both get home?

I couldn’t really say, Gareth just a little bit more

Than the throw of a stone because you’ve

only got tiny little arms, Gareth

Come on

I know I said what’s mine is yours but it’s not

And you’re under a citizens arrest

Your all time low’s my personal best

I’m clean living with beans down my chest

Come on