Streets, The - Cross That Line Lyrics




cross that line

i used to love you like stir fry , but now youre boring like corned beef, i silenced it when you call me, girl you should come in a crop your so corny, one touch i used to get horny
now i dont want no vitamin c, trying to take me for a leek, its no gravy its straight up beef, so when i see you in the streets, ill ignore you like carrots and peas,or like es and dubz and like lines and E’s, cos i dont need you, youre like beetroot and onions,
i was in love with the girl from london until she

crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (cos ill just pack my bags and leave ) real so blue

look i used to love you like friday, now youre boring like sunday, we used to meet up on a monday, she knew she’ll be wifey one day, without foul we’d eat food on tuesday, somewhere like nandos,
truth is i dont wanna make big plans though, cos i know how pear shaped they can go, so i said i loved you on wednedsay, and i dont care what your friends say,cos youre my girl and your my life and your my world
then you went and cheated on thursday, with a guy called germaine,look i wanna know has it gone past first base, and how that start in the first place.

crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (cos ill just pack my bags and leave ) real so blue

you said youd be faithful, you said youd be there for me, and then you went and crossed that line, you should be grateful that you even hear from me,cos you know you crossed that line,
dont you ever cross that line,dont you ever cross that line, dont let that cross your mind, dont you ever cross that line, dont you ever cross that line, dont let that cross your mind.

crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (cos ill just pack my bags and leave ) real so blue

not a lot i can really er, the reality of magics actually tragic, just a hand and a rabbit in a hat and some tricks, when its only the aroma of the polish on the stage, tradgedy and comedy painful creation,
a guy takes it takes it, and then he dont, your voice seems to come from way off in the smoke, but thats fucking safe with me , thats fucking safe with me, push pineapple shake the tree.

crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (dont you every try to )crossed that line (cos ill just pack my bags and leave ) real so blue

you should be grateful that you even hear from me, cos you know you crossed that line, dont you ever cross that line, dont you ever cross that line dont let that cross your mind.





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