King Creosote - Bootprints lyrics

We sit we think we drink we fall upstairs and dress, confess the mess our lives are in depressed we rest we jest we love ourselves to d**h but we reek of garlic breath and to the bathroom next we rush we flush we brush we splash on smells we squeeze we tease oh please let me take you now but no suppose she knows we really ought to go she's picking up the phone just you wait til we get home See we're sneaking home you've got your ripped jeans on you leave doc bootprints on the lawn swearing hard is this girl i used to know uncouth words i miss the girl that i fell for we arrive, the wives want clive to show us to our seats, he bleats, we speak of things we'd like to eat we cheat, repeat the order of last week he shrugs in mock defeat and ponces off to fetch the wine we dine, goes fine, the girls are plied drink, they chink, we wink, and true to form they start to flirt, their skirts are hitched way beyond the decent height, clive he smiles with sheer delight, how he'd love to take you home See we're sneaking home you've got your ripped jeans on you leave doc bootprints on the lawn swearing hard is this girl i used to know uncouth words i miss the girl that i fell for i hope i'm wrong it may be drink that woke this hoor inside alone she has a rattling in store