| That street lights on and I’m still out
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| Grew up fast and had no doubt
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| I’d make it in this godforsaken town
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| Nintendos came second hand
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| And Clifton park was Disney land
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| Oh and we want for nowt
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| And never get let down
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| And we stay out till late
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mothers had to wait
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| Cos those boys will be boys
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| You don’t have to hate
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mates after a fate
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| And they called them Reytons
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| Jumpers thrown on a patch of dirt
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| On that corner field in last seasons shirt
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| Till the windows break but they’re never gonna catch us now
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| We’ve got quids for the corner shop
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| But when he turns his back we’re gonna take the lot
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| And he can run quite fast but he’s never gonna track us down
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| And we stay out till late
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mothers had to wait
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| Cos those boys will be boys
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| You don’t have to hate
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mates after a fate
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| And they called them Reytons
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| UV lights on the council flats
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| No camera’s work but still hoods and caps
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| Cos if the cops roll by we’re gonna have to stash the lot
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| Eight missed calls and you’re late again
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| You read it’s 12:15 on a 3310
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| But you don’t go back cos you know they’ll be trouble and war
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| And we stay out till late
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mothers had to wait
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| Cos those boys will be boys
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| You don’t have to hate
|
| The kids off the estate
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| Mates after a fate
|
| And they called them Reytons
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| That streetlights on and I’m still out
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| Grew up first and had no doubt
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| I’d make it in this godforsaken town
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| Time moves fast and we slow down
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| Loser dream while chase inbound
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| Cos we want it all and forever get let down
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| Still stay out so late
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mothers had to wait
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| Cos those boys will be boys
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| You don’t have to hate
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| The kids off the estate
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| Mates after a fate
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| And they called us Reytons |