Lily Allen

Lily Allen - Nan you're a window shopper lyrics

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Nan you're a window shopper,
taking a look but you never buy.
Nan you're a window shopper,
You won't pick it up if its over a fiver.
Nan you're a window shopper,
get on the bus coz you still can't drive.
Nan you're a window shopper,
mad as f**** only just alive.

Get up in the morning 
and you like your tea milky,
you fumble for your glasses 
coz without 'em you cant see,
It's funny how I come round your house and I'm 20
and I still have to wear all the presents you sent me.
I walk into your kitchen everything's got a label,
you done your Christmas shopping 
and we're only in April.
And you wont leave the house 
unless your wearing your thermals,
you're covered all in cat hair 
and you're stinking like Strepsils,
Your heading down the Bowls Club,
have another orange squash.
Balls are rollin rollin rollin.
You can't walk right 
coz things aren't what they were,
your ankles are swollen swollen swollen.

Nan you're a window shopper,
taking a look but you never buy.
Nan you're a window shopper,
You won't pick it up if its over a fiver.
Nan you're a window shopper,
get on the bus coz you still can't drive.
Nan you're a window shopper,
mad as f**** only just alive.

You're walking down the post office
to pick up your pension,
and then you're off to Bingo, 
it's become an obssession.
So weary of the kids 
when their wearin' their hoods up,
and even if they smile at you, 
you think its a stick-up.
You only buy the paper 
just to cut out the coupons,
your saving 50p 
but what do you want with tampons?
Your always at the doctor picking up your prescription,
and they throw in some K-Y 
just to ease up the friction.
You gotta leak in your colostomy bag,
yeah its got a hole in hole in hole in.
At the weekend your shopping with your trolley,
its so sad how your rollin rollin rollin.

Nan you're a window shopper,
taking a look but you never buy.
Nan you're a window shopper,
You won't pick it up if its over a fiver.
Nan you're a window shopper,
get on the bus coz you still can't drive.
Nan you're a window shopper,
mad as f**** only just alive.
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Author: Curtis Jackson, Darren Lewis, Iyiola Babalola, Lily Allen

Composer: ?

Publisher: EMI Records Ltd

Details:

Released in: 2006

Language: English

Translations: French

Appearing on: LDN (2006)

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