Lyrics:
I walk my dog to the corner shop
Sometimes she walks me
Beer and crisps are all she wants
And a sporting life me
Back indoors I hang me coat
Make
the sporting life
And father had had such hopes
For a son who would take the ropes
And fulfill all his old athletic aspirations
But apparently now there's
"I'm getting tired of just hangin around
Am gonna find me a good girl and settle down
Cause this sporting life is gonna be the death of me
My
sporting life?
Living on a knife edge
This sporting life's forever changing
Are you one of these people?
The keys please quick
Every second counts
I've
life?
Living on a knife edge
This sporting life's forever changing
Are you one of these people?
The keys please quick
Every second counts
I've signed
stress and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
stress and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
Say goodbye to the girls on the Ferris wheel
Say hello to the sporting life
Mr bowie, meet your new wife
She walked by the river down to the gate
He
a bank
But lives for his game of Rugby
With ten left toes, and a cauliflower nose
He swears that it keeps him young . . . No!
THE SPORTING LIFE IS NOT FOR
and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
Good times, these
Cincinnati chili
On noodles gone cold
Shadows run like water through the snow
Pop songs make me sad
A sporting man with a sporting life had
In miserable
Disgusted with this place
Because it seems like the 1,000,000th time
That I’ve been wandering around
Trying to find my sporting life
And there is you
and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
Good times, these
bled, the rules are the same
The sporting life takes you for granted then gives you away
There's only one way out
There's only one way out
There's only
and curls
Must put an end to this stress and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times
These are the good times
Leave your cares behind
His yellow tarred
Fingers leaf
The Sporting Life
In a burnt out bar
Nothing's changed since seventy four
Nothing it seems win lose or draw
He don't
a damn
They're gonna smother, another innocent man
Woow, my plan has fallen flat
My bootlegs are unsold
Will I ever live the sporting life?
The future
And Strife
I Think I Want To Live The Sporting Life
Good Times, These Are The Good Times
Leave Your Cares Behind, These Are The Good Times
Good Times, These
stress and strife
I think I want to live the sporting life
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
(Intro)
The sounds of beats, let your heart ignite,
We fight ourselves and the world in this fight.
(Verse 1)
On the track of life, in the sporting
I'm hitting switches when time to ride
Representing to the fullest bouncing side to side
Mane so act like you know Big Unk New Life Jordan sporting
you met me
Guess you're unlucky
Say life is amazing, life is not boring
Don't play for sporting, came across my life
Undercover says make you my wife
will bring sauce to a sporting event
If your life is boring then repent
Jesus Christ for life he's my number one homie
He is very nice and has a lot
of guy
Knocking women up and trying to take flight
Like Mike when sporting Air Nikes
Whole life thrown away in one damn night
Lord, Lord, Lord how the hell
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