Doorman
slowthai"Doorman" is a song by slowthai, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:58 long and contains 62 lines and 409 words.
Lyrics
0:04How's business this morning?
0:06Pretty good [?]
0:16Shoot the messenger, string 'em up
0:19She’s a 10 plus 10, not enough
0:22Mixed messages, wires crossed
0:25Marry me, what you got? Too much
0:28Tooth brush and socks
0:30Parents minted, Mayfair, couple dogs
0:33We go on walks, she never talks
0:35I pour my heart out and she laps up my blood
0:39Blue lights, double vision
0:41Heart races like super cars
0:44Two drinks, the rooms spinning
0:46Zebedee, you’re the ace of hearts
0:49High society, cute kittens
0:52Allergies, I don’t like you enough
0:55Blocked me on your private finsta
0:57Your godmother should come play with us
1:00Nicotine, can’t quit it
1:03Two's up, two's down
1:06You stub it out before I finish
1:08On my arm and I scream out “wow!”
1:11Nicotine, can’t quit it
1:14Two's up, two's down
1:17You stub it out before I finish
1:19On my arm and I scream out “wow!”
1:22Doorman, let me in the door
1:25Spent all my money, you ain't getting no more wages
1:27Sure Sir, Sir, are you sure?
1:30In short, I’m not a mop you can drag 'cross the floor
1:33Inside, shell shock
1:34She's standing with a guy
1:36Guys your mans stare him out
1:38Real polite, "No, please, no thanks"
1:39"Want a drink?", "I’m alright"
1:41Beer goggles on, pull the wool, now I’m blind
1:44Clear as day, I can see
1:47You make me melt - sun, ice cream
1:49You smooth like felt, soft to the touch
1:52You were repellent, smell your scent from up above
1:55Angel getting carried out the club
1:58For slapping Harry, Harry’s just a mug
2:01I’m stood outside waiting, where you gone?
2:03Cubicle lines, catch a cold, Jack Frost
2:06Nicotine, can’t quit it
2:09Two's up, two's down
2:12You stub it out before I finish
2:14On my arm and I scream out “wow!”
2:17Nicotine - can’t quit it
2:20Two's up, two's down
2:23You stub it out before I finish
2:25On my arm and I scream out “wow!”
2:31Just about any type of drug is in
2:33But [?] ranks equal number 1 with cheap booze (hello)
2:39Cyril is a glue man
2:41And his outlook on life is invariably, through a plastic bag
2:45Even on the street he has something up his sleeve
2:48To make work more tolerable
2:50"The only thing that I won't take is steroid, y'know
2:52If I do, I'll kick it out, it's the thing, that's the thing
2:56Is really, really bad for you
2:58Most, most people take, most people take things in moderation, y'know?"
How's business this morning? Pretty good [?] Shoot the messenger, string 'em up She’s a 10 plus 10, not enough Mixed messages, wires crossed Marry me, what you got? Too much Tooth brush and socks Parents minted, Mayfair, couple dogs We go on walks, she never talks I pour my heart out and she laps up my blood Blue lights, double vision Heart races like super cars Two drinks, the rooms spinning Zebedee, you’re the ace of hearts High society, cute kittens Allergies, I don’t like you enough Blocked me on your private finsta Your godmother should come play with us Nicotine, can’t quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out “wow!” Nicotine, can’t quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out “wow!” Doorman, let me in the door Spent all my money, you ain't getting no more wages Sure Sir, Sir, are you sure? In short, I’m not a mop you can drag 'cross the floor Inside, shell shock She's standing with a guy Guys your mans stare him out Real polite, "No, please, no thanks" "Want a drink?", "I’m alright" Beer goggles on, pull the wool, now I’m blind Clear as day, I can see You make me melt - sun, ice cream You smooth like felt, soft to the touch You were repellent, smell your scent from up above Angel getting carried out the club For slapping Harry, Harry’s just a mug I’m stood outside waiting, where you gone? Cubicle lines, catch a cold, Jack Frost Nicotine, can’t quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out “wow!” Nicotine - can’t quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out “wow!” Just about any type of drug is in But [?] ranks equal number 1 with cheap booze (hello) Cyril is a glue man And his outlook on life is invariably, through a plastic bag Even on the street he has something up his sleeve To make work more tolerable "The only thing that I won't take is steroid, y'know If I do, I'll kick it out, it's the thing, that's the thing Is really, really bad for you Most, most people take, most people take things in moderation, y'know?"
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