I'm gonna get them all romantic
And my heart is the right place

Yeah, she's my sweet
My sweet and sour
My lemon honey
I ran all the way home that night
Ran all the way home right back to my mummy
Ain't allowed in the park
Exiled, couldn't even do one keepie uppie
The cars in my road almost hit me in a hurry
The cars are just a sign of another yuppie
Down in the dirt
I used to surf with my bucket from Kentucky
I had a scratch card, I scratched so hard
'Cause I'm feelin' fuckin' lucky
Boy, I'm feelin' so lucky, on my
Tenth birthday, got a puppy
Now I'm back in the park
With the middle class yobs
Tryna get lucky
I was little once more
Weed smoke made me feel so yucky
Pullin' on my brain, born
Another fuckin' junkie, born
Another fuckin' scum
Torn apart
I was little once more

Stoned again
I'm stoned again
I'm high again, boy
Oh, I'm low again, boy

Yeah, she's my sweet
My sweet and sour
My lemon honey
I ran all the way home that night
Ran all the way home
Right back to her, back to her
Got me in a high
I used to pick her up, I used it all
Little pick me up

Stoned again
I'm stoned again
I'm stoned again
Oh, I'm high again, boy

(How you doin' Archie?)
Yeah, I'm alright, um Writer/s: Archie Marshall, Ignacio Salvadores
Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Red Brick Music Publishing
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