Belle and Sebastian – Dress Up In You // GREGORY’S GIRL

Belle and Sebastian – Dress Up In You // GREGORY’S GIRL


I’m the singer, I’m the singer in the band You’re the loser, I won’t dismiss you out of hand Cos you’ve got a beautiful faith It will take you places You kept running You’ve got money, you’ve got fame
Every morning I see your picture from the train Now you’re an actress! So says your resume
You’re made of card. You couldn’t act your way out of a paper bag You got lucky, you ain’t talking to me now. Little Miss Plucky
Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd Get on the airplane
You give me stomach pain I wish that you were here
We would have had a lot to talk about. We had a deal there
We nearly signed it with our blood. An understanding.
I thought that you would keep your word. I’m disappointed.
I’m aggravated It’s a fault I have, I know
When things don’t go my way I have to Blow up in the face of my rivals I scream and I rant, I make quite an arrival The men are surprised by the language
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites so fuck them too! I always loved you
You always had a lot of style I’d hate to see you on the pile
Of ‘nearly-made-it’ s You’ve got the essence, dear
If I could have a second skin I’d probably dress up in you You’re a star now, I am fixing people’s nails I’m knitting jumpers, I’m working after hours I’ve got a boyfriend, I’ve got a feeling that he’s seeing someone else He always had a thing for you as well Blow in the face of my rivals
I swear and rant, I make quite an arrival The men are surprised by the language They act so discreet, they are hypocrites forget them So fuck them too [Trumpet] La la… la la la… la la la la la La la la la la… la la la la la la La la… la la la… la la la la la La la la la la… la la la la la la la la… la la la….

4 Replies to “Belle and Sebastian – Dress Up In You // GREGORY’S GIRL”

  1. LYRICS:

    I'm the singer, I'm the singer in the band

    You're the loser, I won't dismiss you out of hand

    Cos you've got a beautiful faith

    It will take you places

    You kept running

    You've got money, you've got fame

    Every morning I see your picture from the train

    Now you're an actress!

    So says your résumé

    You're made of card

    You couldn't act your way out of a paper bag

    You got lucky, you ain't talking to me now

    Little Miss Plucky

    Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd

    Get on the airplane

    You give me stomach pain

    I wish that you were here

    We would have had a lot to talk about

    We had a deal there

    We nearly signed it with our blood…

    An understanding

    I thought that you would keep your word

    I'm disappointed

    I'm aggravated

    It's a fault I have, I know

    When things don't go my way I have to

    Blow up in the face of my rivals

    I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival

    The men are surprised by the language

    They act so discreet, they are hypocrites so f— them too!

    I always loved you

    You always had a lot of style

    I'd hate to see you on the pile

    Of 'nearly-made-it' s

    You've got the essence, dear

    If I could have a second skin

    I'd probably dress up in you

    You're a star now, I am fixing people's nails

    I'm knitting jumpers, I'm working after hours

    I've got a boyfriend, I've got a feeling that he's seeing someone else

    He always had a thing for you as well

    Blow in the face of my rivals

    I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival

    The men are surprised by the language

    They act so discreet, they are hypocrites forget them

    So f— them too.

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