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3xF - Still hurts…(Not about love, ishh)

V4

**Intro:** Oi, you heard about that damn lad, Harry? Yeah, man, the one who got himself in a right pickle, innit? Fam, he's not gonna live this down, nah, he's proper sad now. **Verse 1:** This lad, so green, thought he'd scored with a queen, First time, all suave, thought he was supreme, But then she flipped, with a twist so perverse, Told him, "Now it's your turn, to bend and converse." **Bridge:** What the actual fuck? **Hook:** Bollocks to that, you wanker, no way, mate! **Verse 2:** He's left in a quandary, feeling quite absurd, His pride's in tatters, like a mockingbird, He kicked her out, with a shout so fierce, But the pain in his ass, it's just too severe. **Bridge:** Bloody hell! **Hook:** Shite, man, you've been done over, you tosser! **Verse 3:** He's lamenting his fate, this unlucky chap, Wishing for a rewind, or perhaps a map, To navigate through this woke debacle, But his derrière, it's still quite vocal. **Bridge:** Fuck me! **Hook:** Piss off, mate, you got played like a banjo! **Verse 4:** He's the talk of the town, a cautionary tale, Of when innocence meets a twist in the gale, He's learned his lesson, in the school of hard knocks, Now he walks funny, and talks with a shock. **Bridge:** Oh, for fuck's sake! **Hook:** Sod this, you knobhead, learn from this shambles! **Verse 5:** He's now the punchline, to every jest, His tale's a warning, for all of the rest, Don't dive in blind, don't let your guard down, Or you might find, you wear the crown of the clown. **Bridge:** Jesus Christ! **Hook:** Bollocks, mate, you've been had, you daft git! **Verse 6:** So here's to the lad, with his story so grim, A lesson in life, in the art of the whim, Next time he'll think, before he takes flight, Cause his ass still hurts, from that one fateful night. **Bridge:** Fuck my life! **Hook:** Shite, mate, you're a legend, but not in a good way, you plonker!