F*ck It Up

(Ian Hunter)

A semi in Finchley
A dwarf on the lawn
Satellite TV
You had it all

An' no more Mr Nice Guy
I've had enough
'Cos you, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up
You broke our vows it's all over now

We were Taylor and Burton
Bonnie and Clyde
Romeo and Juliet
Morecambe and Wise

An' no more Mr Nice Guy
I'm off down the pub
'Cos you, you had to f*ck it up
Yeah you, you had to f*ck it up
An' you, you had to f*ck it up
It's all over now an' I still miss you somehow baby

How could you look me straight in the eye
Knowing full well you've got a bit on the side
Are there no depths to which you would not sink
Haven't you thought what the neighbours might think

Well no more Mr Nice Guy
Well I've gotten so harsh
'Cos you, you always f*ck it up
'Cos you, you have to f*ck it up
'Cos you, you had to f*ck it up
It's all over now baby you broke our vows
You, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up
Isn't that the truth, isn't that the truth, isn't that the truth, isn't that
the truth
You, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up
You, you had to f*ck it up

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