Performer: Soft Cell
Title: It's A Mug's Game
Released: 1982
Country: US
Style: Electro, Synth-pop
Category: Electronic
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It's A Mug's Game Lyrics. Oh God it's another night And your head is feeling like a lump of lead You should never have drunk those party-fours You should have been home being good instead. Ever been in a deja vu in the end it's the same Oh yeah you ran out of your silver thins And you're trying to be so high class Though you need a bath and your hair's looking like string And though you're nearly broke You end up paying for all the drinks And you tell them "Oh its. nothing There's a million where those come from
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Soft Cell - It& a Mug& Game Lyrics. Oh God, it's another night And your head is feeling like a lump of lead You should never have drunk those party-fours You should of been home being good instead. Ever been in a deja vue and the end is the same again You ran out of your silver thins and you're trying to be so high class Though you need a bath and your hair's looking like string And though you're nearly broke you end up paying for all the drinks. And you tell them, "Oh, it's nothing There's a million where those came from" And then you whisper to your longest suffering friend "Please.
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