Lirieke:
Stereophonics Word Gets Around

There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again

parts us from them The bridge that she used Again and again, again I remember when they found her, Billy Davey's daughter The word gets around, the word gets around

I gotta lose weight, I, I swallow honey Is my stand up show still, still, still that funny Am I back for good, I said that I, said that I would be She

could be She could be wrong She could be, she could be She could be wrong She could be, she could be She could be wrong It looks like, it looks like the word

I feel the wash close down the street Yet Chaplin walks feet nine fifteen And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away

Shopping spree for the family tree Haven't seen your family tree in quite a while Too many sandwiches and wine Sherry stains down your best man's tie,

: I feel the wash, close down the street, Yet Chaplin walks, feet nine fifteen, And I hear them, hear them, call his name, And I see him, see him, turn

Hear them in the school yard, in the scrap yard, in the chip shop, In the phone box, In the pool hall, at the shoe stall every corner turned around

: I gotta lose weight, I, I, swallow honey, Is my stand up show still, still, still that funny, Am I back for good, I said that I, said that I would