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Casanova Cricket, why for goodness sake
Don’t you know you're keeping decent folk awake?
Casanova Cricket, now it just ain’t right
Sleeping all day and kissing all night
Casanova Cricket, there you go again
You got yourself a ladybug, as sure as sin
Go find another place to kiss, another place to hug
'Cause you’re a kissing bug
A rickety-rackety, crickety-crackety kissing bug
Drip, drip, drip
Flick, flick, flick
Cricket, cricket
Cricket, cricket, cricket
I got a cricket on the line and a bottle of shine
A whipper will wistlin' everything is fine
You'll move like a tiger
Into the thicket
Claws in the dirt
You'll sing like a cricket
Long for the mystery
Long for the system
Long for the guilty
Long for the living
Move like a tiger
Into the thicket
Claws in the dirt
You'll sing like a cricket
Song for the mystery
Song for the system
Song for the guilty
Song for the living
(I say) I don't like cricket, a oh no I love it, a yeah
I don't like cricket-a no no I love it-a yeah
They looked me up and down a bit and turned to each other
(I say) I don't like cricket-a oh no I love it-a yeah
I don't like cricket-a no no I love it-a yeah
Don't you walk through my words you got to show some respect
Don't you walk through my words
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket no no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
I know of no game more fitting than the age old game of cricket 
It has honor, it has character and it's British. 
Now God laid down the rules of life when he wrote those Ten Commandments 
And to cricket those ten same rules shall apply.
At the Arndale Center, she's up against the wall 
I can't name names cause that's not cricket 
I can't name names that would put me in it 
But that's another story in the finish 
I saw them at the pictures a tangled heap of love 
He had so many women, but only classy stuff 
I saw him at the clinic, a pink card up his cuff 
One holiday in Bognor a stag night hit the town 
The groom is in the car park with his trousers down 
But that's another story that won't be going round 
I can't name names cause that's not cricket 
I can't name names that would put me in it 
But that's another story in the finish
I say, I don't like cricket, oh no, I love it
I don't like cricket, oh no, I love it
Don't you walk through my words
You got to show some respect
[Verse 3: Baby Cham]
She hit mi wicked like cricket cricket
When she lose har hips and flick it flick it
She hit mi wicked like cricket, cricket
When she lose har hips and flick it, flick it
She seh, she love when she and di rude boy kick it
[Verse 3: Baby Cham]
She hit mi wicked like cricket cricket
When she lose har hips and flick it flick it
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious, ha ha
Ha ha
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious
Ha ha
Ha ha
If you'd only come over, I’m sure that you’d see,
We're not lonesome, my cricket and me.
If you'd only come over, I’m sure that you’d see,
We're not lonesome, my cricket and me.
Saying everything without making a sound,
A cricket choir in the background, underneath a harvest moon
Yeah, you know, the voice in your head that tells you when you fuckin' up?
Like uh, Jiminy Cricket?
Chuhh, yes, like Jiminy Cricket, you Disney ass motherfucker
Now listen up, man, you gotta leave that negativity shit in the past
The rats have all got rickets
They spit through broken teeth
The name of the game is not cricket
Caught out on Beasley Street
There's not a moving thing in sight
It's all so quiet
No riot
Why, even in the thicket
Mr. Cricket's slowing down
Three days was the morning
My focus three days old
My head, it landed to the sounds of the cricket bows
I am a proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
Three ways was the morning
Three lovers, in three ways
We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay
I am a proud man
Work done in the summery sun, see the cricket ball fly
Intently, like a strange demented bird towards the sun
Now cricket's a game that can baffle us all
It's the silly mid-on that gets me

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