Well I worked on a site and I soldered up pipes And I still ended up with nothing left to show So I thought I'd give it one more go I met this bloke and I thought it was a joke When he asked if I had it in my heart to rob What he meant was a nice bank job So I thought I'd give it one more try, one final chance before I die I got me a gun and a ticket to the sun
[Chorus] And now I live in Marbella, the sun, the sand, I've got the lot And I live in Marbella coz I'd rather live there than not
I met with the mob and we set up a job The ugliest bunch of gits you'd wanna meet In a pub down in Denmark Street Then I take to the wheel and we rob and we steel Without a hitch we're running out the door Coz the manager's my brother-in-law Then we're sharing out the dough, jump in a cab out to Heathrow Time for one more drink before I go
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My apartment's cool, it's even got a pool Marble everywhere and a maid to change the sheets I make her come twice a week And I drink in the bars with T.V. stars Eastenders, Brookside, Coronation Street I've landed on my feet And my mates pop over from the Smoke For a swim and a sunbathe and some coke Money and friends, what a happy end Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
