| The bottom feels so much better than the top!
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| So much better
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Taking a look, but you never buy
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| You won’t pick it up if it’s over a fiver
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Get on the bus 'cause you still can’t drive
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Mad as fuck, only just alive
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| Get up in the morning and you like your tea milky
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| You fumble for your glasses 'cause without them, you can’t see
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| It’s funny how I come round your house and I’m 20
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| And I still have to wear all the presents you sent me
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| I walk into your kitchen, everything’s got a label
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| You done your Christmas shopping and we’re only in April
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| And you won’t leave the house unless you’re wearing your thermals
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| You’re covered all in cat hair and you’re stinking like Strepsils
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| You’re heading down the Bowl’s Club
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| Have another orange squash
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| Balls are rollin', rollin', rollin'
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| You can’t walk right 'cause things aren’t what they were
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| Your ankles are swollen, swollen, swollen
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Taking a look, but you never buy
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| You won’t pick it up if it’s over a fiver
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Get on the bus 'cause you still can’t drive
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Mad as fuck, only just alive
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| You’re walking down the post office to pick up your pension
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| And then you’re off to Bingo, it’s become an obsession
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| So weary of the kids when they’re wearing their hoods up
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| And even if they smile at you, you think it’s a stick-up
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| You only buy the paper just to cut out the coupons
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| You’re saving 50p, but what do you want with tampons?
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| You’re always at the doctor picking up your prescription
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| And they throw in some K-Y just to ease up the friction
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| You got a leak in your colostomy bag
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| Yeah, it’s got a hole in, hole in, hole in
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| At the weekend you’re shopping with your trolley
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| It’s sad how you’re rollin', rollin', rollin'
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Taking a look, but you never buy
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| You won’t pick it up if it’s over a fiver
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Get on the bus 'cause you still can’t drive
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| Nan, you’re a window shopper
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| Mad as fuck, only just alive |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nan You're A Window Shopper , by - Lily Allen. Song from the album Alright, Still (Deluxe), in the genre Поп