Karaoké Weekend in Paradise Jamie Webster

The wheels have fallen off

It also signs of endin'

You've had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin'

Ya shoes have lost their shine the convo's lost its pace

So now you're in a taxi feelin' feelings of disgrace

You've never got no money 'cos of all the times you lend

Was it a pointless three day bender or a weekend in

Paradise, my friend

The spring is in his step on Friday afternoon

There's a feelin' sweepin' through the air

All the lads are on the blower they'll be finishin' soon

In your mind you're already prepared

I'll phone me man for sugar then I'll phone our kid 'cos he'll cover it 'till I get paid

Then you're out with all the firm an' you're off ya lid

Only confident, never afraid

The night draws to a close and now there's nowhere to go

Ya turn a look at one of ya mates

There's a lad he know from work and he lives alone

So it's more sugar an' a couple o' crates

Well is it one of the times when it's all worthwhile and you've had a scream

Or is it burning your bridges at both ends

Same old scene since you were seventeen

Oh now, the wheels have fallen off

It also signs of endin'

You've had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin'

Ya shoes have lost their shine the convo's lost its pace

So now you're in a taxi feelin' feelings of disgrace

You've never got no money 'cos of all the times ya lend

Was it a pointless three day bender or a weekend in

Paradise, my friend

Some can handle it no more some'll do it forever

Spend ya weeks walkin' round with ya head to the floor

No time for the news or the weather

Ya first pint on a Friday ya last gin on a Sunday mornin'

It all creeps up on ya in between

No reasons why no early warnin'

Well if it's one of the times when it's all worthwhile and you've had a scream that's alright

Or is it burning your bridges at both ends

Same old scene since you were seventeen

Oh now, the wheels have fallen off

It also signs of endin'

You've had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin'

Ya shoes have lost their shine the convo's lost its pace

So now you're in a taxi feelin' feelings of disgrace

You've never got no money 'cos of all the times ya lend

Was it a pointless three day bender or a weekend in

Paradise, my friend