Squeeze

Squeeze - Splitting Into Three lyrics

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(Difford/Tilbrook)  

  

My dad he drives a tipper  

For the factory down the lane  

And every June or July  

He takes two weeks in Spain  

He hangs his dirty trousers  

Behind the bathroom door  

Where his girlfriend puts her hair up  

Bath water on the floor  

My dad goes down the river  

Each Sunday with his boat  

And him with Roy and Kevin  

Drop beer crates on a rope  

He comes back from the river  

But his girlfriend's up the pub  

So all this fish go flying  

And he storms out in a huff  



My dad liked Lulu and my mum liked Simon Dee  

We used to sit together and watch them on TV  

Then one day it's over and we're splitting into three  



Sometimes I stay with my mum  

Her boyfriend's such a sap  

He once bought me a new rod  

That I gave to my dad  

He makes out that he likes me  

I know it isn't true  

He's got some stupid stories  

About the teds he knew  



My dad and me went drinking  

My mum turned up alone  

She said she couldn't take it  

His car bits in the home  

I heard them arrange a meeting  

For later in the day  

I wonder if they'll make up  

And be in love again  



I can see my mum in his arms  

A smile upon her face  

I never thought they'd ever make up  

And be in love again
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