Carluccio

作词 : Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Kwesi Sey/Elan Tamara Sey/Duval Timothy

作曲 : Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Kwesi Sey/Elan Tamara Sey/Duval Timothy

Uh, Can I get the beat up a little bit? (Fine)

Don't leave

Please

I reckon that you're everything I need

Uh, I know I'm getting grumpy in the week

Sleeping in each others pockets living up each others sleeves

Its the greed

I know you hate that money plants the seed

I hate the thought you don't believe

In me, Reckon that I couldn't take the lead just

Become another one who milks the sun until it bleeds

Yo I think about my best days

With you at home marking essays

Pouring glasses of sparkling presse

We raise a toast then an oven toast

Making a roast thinking I can hold you close when the best strays

But it if lost I wonder who's to know

I pay the cost of all this to and fro

It's like a frostbite blue with snow

The day we lost Carluccio, uh, uh

(And uhm, it's been a struggle sometimes)

Uh, the thought makes me cry and i'm embarrassed

Thinking bout the nights out in Paris, evening

Swimming in the deep end

Wishing I was savage

Saying she ain't believing in marriage but times change

Now its all a house out in Italy

Ceremony in Sicily

The dreams so bitter sweet

Uh, cos when I close my eyes all I see is she

Shit, I'm hoping she can picture me

Or maybe picture kids with a Frisbee

It's bad tendencies yo' I'm 'keeping em with me

I think it's risky

I reckon that she missed me

We go together like the Nike airs and crisp tees

But it we don't I wonder who's to know

I pay the cost of all this to and fro

It's like a frostbite blue with snow

The way we lost Carluccio

Ch'yeah

Uh, uh the way we lost Carluccio

I said

The way we lost Carluccio

Uh

The way we lost Carluccio

On the day that we lost Carluccio

The way we lost Carluccio

You'll never be the worst to the first

Or better than the last

The less we asked to start our own little past

I ain't thinking that fast

I said, I ain't thinking that fast

'Cos when the honey moon blast and the day lights

Passed we raise glass to the past sitting back on our arse

And we loved yeah

And we love (There **** it)