I Can't Put My Finger On It

The Housemartins

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    As Martin said to Xanthe
    As they played with wooden toys
    You may have Wendy's playhouse
    But where the heel's your boys?
    As Paul said to Fifi
    As they eyed each other up
    You may have better plimsoles
    But you can't pee standing up
    And I'd like to take the time to bite
    Their neck and make it bleed
    Or maybe I could cut holes in their
    Daddys' Harris Tweed

    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    Maybe it's something in their food
    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    All I know is Christ would've sued

    As Sharon said to Jamie
    As they sat down for a chat
    If you think I'm cooking dinner
    Well, prepare to eat dead rat
    As Debbie said to Alex
    As they held hands in the park
    How come you wear rupert check
    When you think you're so hard
    I should've done his land rover
    To let him know I'd been
    Instead I wrote 'F OFF'
    On the dirt across his screen

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    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    Maybe it's something in their food
    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    All I know is Christ would've sued

    I wish I'd let them know that I was here
    A drop of arsenic in the wine
    Sulphuric acid in the beer

    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    Maybe it's something in their food
    (I can't put-put my finger on it, on it)
    And I can't put my finger on it, finger on it
    All I know is Christ would've sued

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    Composición: Paul Heaton y Stan Cullimore

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