Lyrics The Streets

The Streets

Not Addicted

It’s his lucky day, that’s a given

He’ll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn

He’s not addicted, he can stop any time

But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine

This time I know I’m gonna smash the bet

I foresee it smacked in the back of the net

Men grip slips wipe their hands with sweat

The camera pans the away fans end

Twenty quid for blues who thrash the reds

Then cash that cash when the ref has said

My mates out his pad’s a mess

It’s getting late I’ve not dash yet

Oi, the question I have to ask myself

Is can I see us not battering them

If I can’t see that happening then

I’m gonna put all my money down on one fat bet

Now I don’t know the first thing about football

But my instincts tell me this is my windfall

It’s his lucky day, that’s a given

He’ll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn

He’s not addicted he, can stop any time

But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine

This time I know I woulda cashed the lot

I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot

The game’s won the ends haven’t swapped

Two nil up they’re getting mashed up

But I won’t win now the chance flopped

Cause I couldn’t make it to the damned shop

Might as well put tea in that pot

I got nowhere else I have to bop

The question I have to ask one

Is how I managed not to manage the trod

Maybe I can phone in and slap it on

Put all my money on a mid-match one

Yes I don’t know the first thing about football

But my instincts tell me this is my windfall

It’s his lucky day, that’s a given

He’ll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn

He’s not addicted he can stop any time

But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine

Hmm shit,

I’m mad glad I didn’t back that match

Supposed to be a non-problematic catch

Full time the whistle blasted after

The last pass had passed the last pass

Would you believe how we fell back?

Three goals lost in the last half

So glad I was stranded back at the flat

Wincing at every goal we let them have

Question I now have to ask

Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?

I just very very nearly nearly

Lost every penny of all my cash

Yes I don’t know the first thing about football

And my instincts almost lead me to a pitfall

It’s his lucky day, that was barmy

He didn’t tick the box on the slip and what a relief

He’s not addicted, he can stop any time

But next time he’ll be more lucky, next time will be fine

It’s his lucky day, that was barmy

He didn’t tick the box on the slip and what a relief

He’s not addicted, he can stop any time

But next time he’ll be more lucky, next time will be fine

I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit

Maybe change the parameters a little bit

Instead of betting to win on the football

I’ll to bet to lose the cricket.