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pretty great - live at scala london - fickle friends lyrics

pretty great * live at scala london lyrics
[spoken intro]
are you ready?
this one’s called pretty great
thank you so much

[verse 1]
kissed someone at a party
apparently, they were pretty great
i’ve not a clue what they look like
’cause they were all up in my face
in the background there were fireworks exploding
and i could tell it was a pivotal moment
when our lips touched
it felt like love
it felt like love

[pre*chorus 1]
no, i can’t remember
what is their name?
’cause i drank too much and got carried away

[chorus 1]
i just can’t get you out of my head
sharing our secrets in my best friend’s bed
the only thing that i refuse to forget
is when you said i was the f*cking best
(said i was the f*cking best)
now i’m alone and i feel so dead
wish i could be talking to you instead
the only thing that i refuse to forget
is when you said i was the f*cking best
(said i was the f*cking best)
[verse 2]
met someone at a party
i think we had mutual friends
i didn’t make much effort
because i didn’t know what to expect
in the early hours things got messy
then my memory blanks so i’m just guessing
that i got lost and fell in love
i fell in love

[pre*chorus 2]
no, i can’t remember
what is their name?
’cause i drank tequila and got carried away

[chorus 1]
i just can’t get you out of my head
sharing our secrets in my best friend’s bed
the only thing that i refuse to forget
is when you said i was the f*cking best
(said i was the f*cking best)
now i’m alone and i feel so dead
wish i could be talking to you instead
the only thing that i refuse to forget
is when you said i was the f*cking best
(said i was the f*cking best)
[bridge]
guys, i want you to all get down
even at the top, i can see you
now how much did i miss? yep
and then it hits me* yep, i can see you, go on mate
and i remember, yes i remember it all

[chorus 2]
guarding the door as i get dressed
rolling a cigarette with such finesse
that’s a picture i won’t ever forget
and yeah it was f*cking best

[outro]
i just can’t get you out of my head
sharing our secrets in my best friend’s bed
the only thing that i refuse to forget
is when you said i was the f*cking best
thank you, london!
you f*cking rule!

- fickle friends lyrics

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