Tennis
Lily Allen"Tennis" is a song by Lily Allen, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:27 long and contains 31 lines and 245 words.
0:01Daddy's home for the first time in weeks
0:07Got the dinner on the table tell the kids it's time to eat
0:13And I made my baby's favourite
0:16But he didn't seem to care
0:19I just tell myself he's jet-lagged and I'm glad to have him here
0:26Then you showed me a photo on Instagram
0:32It was how you grabbed your phone back right out of my hands
0:39So I read your text and now I regret it
0:45I can't get my head 'round how you've been playing tennis
0:51If it was just sex I wouldn't be jealous
0:57You won't play with me
1:01And who's Madeline?
1:02I need to be alone so I took myself to bed
1:08I got a lot of information now I can't even process
1:14So I wrote a little email and I told you what I saw
1:20Then you came up to the bedroom and you made it all my fault
1:28But you moved the goalposts you've broken the rules
1:33I tried to accommodate but you took me for a fool
1:40So I read your text and now I regret it
1:47I can't get my head 'round how you've been playing tennis
1:53If it was just sex I wouldn't be jealous
1:59You won't play with me
2:02And who is Madeline?
2:04Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline?
2:09Who's Madeline?
2:10Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline?
2:15Who's Madeline?
2:17Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline?
2:21Who's Madeline?
2:23Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline?
2:27No but who is Madeline actually?
Daddy's home for the first time in weeks Got the dinner on the table tell the kids it's time to eat And I made my baby's favourite But he didn't seem to care I just tell myself he's jet-lagged and I'm glad to have him here Then you showed me a photo on Instagram It was how you grabbed your phone back right out of my hands So I read your text and now I regret it I can't get my head 'round how you've been playing tennis If it was just sex I wouldn't be jealous You won't play with me And who's Madeline? I need to be alone so I took myself to bed I got a lot of information now I can't even process So I wrote a little email and I told you what I saw Then you came up to the bedroom and you made it all my fault But you moved the goalposts you've broken the rules I tried to accommodate but you took me for a fool So I read your text and now I regret it I can't get my head 'round how you've been playing tennis If it was just sex I wouldn't be jealous You won't play with me And who is Madeline? Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline? Who's Madeline? Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline? Who's Madeline? Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline? Who's Madeline? Da da-da da-da-da who's Madeline? No but who is Madeline actually?
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