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