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from A Grand Don't Come for Free

"Not Addicted" is track #3 on the album A Grand Don't Come for Free. It was written by Skinner, Michael Geoffrey.
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I've never lied to you

It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine

This time I know I'm gonna smash the bet
I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
Men grip slips, wipe their hands that sweat
The camera pans the away fans end

Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds
Then cash that cash, when the ref has said
My mate's out, his pads a mess
Its getting late, I've not dashed yet

Oh, the question I have to ask myself
Is can I see us not battering them?
If I can't see that happening then
I'm gonna put all my money down on one fat bet

Now I don't know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine

This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The games won, the ends have a swap
Two nil up, they're getting mashed up

But I wont win now, the chance flopped
'Cause I couldn't make it to the damn shop
Might as well put tea in that pot
I've got nowhere else I have to bop

The question I have to ask one
Is how I managed, not to manage the trot
Maybe I could phone in and slap it on
Put all my money on a mid-match one

Yes, I don't know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine

Oh shit, I'm mad glad I didn't back that match
Suppose to be an unproblematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last passer, passed the last pass

Would you believe how we fell back
Three goals lost in the last half
So glad I was stranded back at the flat
Wincing at every goal we let 'em have

The question I now have to ask
Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?
I just very, very nearly, nearly
Lost every penny of all my cash

Yes, I don't know the first thing about football
And my instincts almost led me to a pitfall
It's his lucky day, that was barmy
He didn't tick the box on the slip and what a relief
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined

It's his lucky day, that was barmy
He didn't tick the box on the slip and what a relief
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined

I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit
Maybe change the parameters a little bit
Instead of betting on to win the football
I'll bet to lose the cricket

Songwriters
SKINNER, MICHAEL GEOFFREY

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