Cocktail Lyrics – Jamie T

I like to swim through the dance when we kick it
Kissing me now I'll sort you out if you want it
I've been out on tour, so I've hardly had a minute
Fall into the bar full of champagne spilling
Got me feeling like a star, guess I'm feeling kinda of funky
Way back in the day now when you called a man a junkie
Just remember who you are
Remember who I was, remember who I am, remember just because

It's not the first time, hose line struck me to depression
Got me living on a fault line in times of recession
Somewhere close to God, half cut like a fool
Doors slams in my face at a place where I'm stressing

With time still on my hands
I don't know what I got
I don't know what you've got, you got to lose

'Cause I like to think I'm in control in reception
At that very moment, in that very second
By the time we vacate the place, feel disgraced, hail a cab
Bitter taste in my mouth, sweating bullets like a weapon

Grace is a glory many can't find at 7
Let alone 11, let alone at 3
Let alone with you standing next to me
Chewing on a wasp like a bulldog licking piss off a lemon

With time still on my hands
I don't know what I got
I don't know what you've got, you got to lose
I'm tired of making plans
Breaking promises I've made
And losing friends I had
Losing friends I had

But I'm bored all the time what you taken
And my mind now is yours for the taking
So impressed at the rest of the guests are involved
But they can't shine a light or hold a moth to a flame
I'm a candle in the wind, where ya been?
I've forgotten, what's the saying?
I wish I looked the same way I did at seven
The way you looked at me at 11

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la

'Cause I like to take all of the chances I'm given
Missing me now, I'll sort you out, it's all forgiven
Taking you out, I'm on the town
Pass me fags, bags, clippers and papers, laters passing out

Says I'm on the back seat 'cause I've been driven
She says I'm in the doghouse 'cause she's unforgiving
She's says I'm at a loss now and you'll pay the price now
Well it's just the cost of stepping out with the devil
It's not the first time

Sorry if I came across rude
Sorry if I gave the wrong impression
Sorry if I misconstrued
The way you looked at me at 11

With time still on my hands
I don't know what I got
I don't know what you've got, you got to lose
I'm tired of making plans
Breaking promise I've made
And losing friends I had
Losing friends I had

But I'm bored all the time what you taken
And my mind now is yours for the taking
So impressed at the rest of the guests are involved
But they can't shine a light or hold a moth to a flame
I'm a candle in the wind, where ya been?
I've forgotten, what's the saying?
I wish I looked the same way I did at seven
The way you looked at me at 11

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la