Stereophonics - Not Up to You Lyrics

Salt grips the road awaits his lift again
Street orange glow shades the odds against
One more sip, a shoe, a miss, a shaving nick
One extra kiss, who's to know whatever!

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Not up to me,
Not up to you
Not up to me,
Not up to you

Swings don't swing, the parks been dead for years
How do you know the last swing
Weren't your last for good, hard book on freaks fresh summer
Peach creased magazine, sugar chocolate treat, who's to know whatever!

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The street's so long where she lost her pocket purse
Kept the last picture of the man she committed first
Cracked windscreen rain, french murder play
Junk take away, tired street parades
Who's to know whatever!
Whatever!

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Not up to anything we do
Not up to me,
Not up to, oh, you
Oh you, oh you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you