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I’ve seen your fingers in the pudding bowl,
I wouldn’t eat too much though,
You’ll feel sick in the morning.
And everywhere we go,
It’s always the same,
I’m not blaming you,
You’re not to blame.
I’m just hoping I,
I can find some kind of manners.
I’ve seen you going back,
For fourths and fifths,
Thought you’d be sick of it,
The other dinners are gossiping.
Family Hold Back - You know it' sin.
Or you're just digging holes and filling them in.
I’m just hoping I can find some kind of balance,
Cos woah, hand on heart,
I didn’t notice at the start,
Rich pickings once again,
I’ve been craving you my friend.
I’ve seen you standing there,
Guilty as sin,
Worried you’ve been hooked and reeled in,
I’m just hoping I can find some kind of manners.
Family Hold Back - You know it' sin.
Or you're just digging holes and filling them in.
I’m just hoping I can find some kind of balance.
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