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Little Big Man

Little Man Tate


He doesn't want to stay in
Yeah he's got to go out
Cos' he's got to be part of the it crowd
He takes a big deep breath
He sticks his chest right out
Yeah he's got to be part of the it crowd

(oooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

He's got to earn some cash
He's goin to sell some weed
Cos he said he would for his best friend
Hasn't has a smoke since he was 17
But he still drops a pill at the weekend

(ooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

He's got a lady friend
And she sleeps around
Yeah she does it with the neighbour on a wednesday
On a lads night out
When he hits the town
She makes sure (?) gone by the next day

(ooooo's)

Well he's got a tounge
That he uses wrong
And a mouth as big as his ego
Everybody seems to want to be his friend
But they'll believe they'll never get to know

(oooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

Compositores: Daniel James Fields (Little Man Tate), Ben Surtees (Little Man Tate), Edward David James Marriot (Little Man Tate), Jonathan Christopher Windle (Little Man Tate)
ECAD: Obra #18640462

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