drinking in the west end
Singer:kano
oversized t with mochinos on
and my stan smiths white like a colgate grin
can't wear that low like the yute mandem
tonight we're going out the ends
that's all you wanna do when you're in the ends
nothing comes between me and my city
might do mojitos or i courvois it
london girls with your sunbeam on 'em
let the sea breathe on me
exit the manor through the limehouse ling
how it feels good to be in the ends
we're drinking in the west end
and shoes to paint the town red
pants pulled down and the minimum spent
sparklers and pretentiousness
must be gold cause these girls keep digging
love the life but i've got my limits
where we pop bottles and we don't vote
now the courage is all liquid
bright lights and slurred speeches
then taxi back to that realness
we were dancing round on that ceiling
nurofen and some biscuits
flick through pics and re-live it
we're drinking in the west end
iphone tells its own story
and that last freeze frame action scene won't even cover me in glory
when i jumped on that waitress' back
and we were getting quite rowdy
and i probably insulted the whole cast of towie
more drinks and less stress
you look hard in that tight red vest
group shots and we look so happy together
paper and scissors and stones
someone was bound to get thrown out the exit
classic nights when best friends loose all inhibitions
and a story to tell when you drink in the west end
we're drinking in the west end
we're drinking in the west end
we're drinking in the west end