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Horrorshow
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Nice Guys Finish Last (Jimblah Remix)
On the footpath out the front of Oxford Arts
Stinging for a stiff drink in a short glass
Junkies and cop cars rushing past
And I'm thinking there could be a bit of mischief on the cards
It was a Friday night and the treble was clanging
And the hipsters was hanging
And the ladies was banging
So uh. me and the fellas are looking for companions
In the corner chatting to these chicks, tryna make it happen
And as far as I can tell, it's all going swell
Vibing out just hanging with my mademoiselle
But I wasn't planning on that everyman for himself
When my boy's step in and start chatting as well
I figure it's game over, that's stiff competition
See my man's got a way with women
Self fashioned Casanova,
The other has a lady at home but
He's still on a mission to fill his quota
And sure enough, next thing you know they're both pairing up
And I'm back at square one thinking fuck it I'm done
So I catch a cab home down Parramatta Road
Listen to the cabby chatter on his phone
Breath fogging up the glass city lights rushing past
Damn I should of seen it coming from the start
Nice guys finish last
Good girls move too fast
Now you're sitting in the back of your car
Thinking that you've gone too far
But you'll never know
No you'll never know
Cos nice guys finish last
oi, back in the day I made a song I kind of saved the guard,
A strange response, it either played a lot or hated on.
Got asked a lot which cafe the song was based upon,
and did you date at all? and whatever happened to the waitress from it.
Don't get me wrong, I'm about as nice as the bacon was
But fuck it play along
And humour me as I rewind in 2008 and teleport and staring at the salad folks that
she served me with the coffee that I drank it north.
Counting half of the reason I was stuck with that piece of shit cup of coffee was
that she was lovely and made it for me.
The other half of the reason I was so comfortable eating there I was starved, it
was cheap and I was so crazy poor.
I never asked for her name, ' cause I was so shy, once i've written a rhyme about
her incase she thought I was crazy or,
maybe she would hate it so I debated for ages and stayed a way while I made up my
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mind and ate at a sandwhich store.
One day I thought fuck it I'll play it for her,
She'll probably love it and throw her apron off on the table top or some fuckin'
fairy tale in the making.
So later on I went back to that cafe holding that waitress song. I walked up to the
counter, smiled and waited for her.
I found out that she was fired the day before.
Nice guys finish last
Good girls move too fast
Now you're sitting in the back of your car
Thinking that you've gone too far
But you'll never know
No you'll never know
Cos nice guys finish last
And I should know
As I'm sitting at the back of the pack.
And I should have seen this coming from the start
Nice guys finish last.
You see,
There was 7 billion people on the planet,
and you managed to make up this matter as much as a man named kim.
This is more than magic, more than just a magician fishing another fucking rabbit
out of his hat again.
And you were angeilic, as mavelyn.
And you were seen searching for Jimmy Green,
And I wasn't even rapping it, granted I was barely even a man, a little like billy
mattison
Nah nah fuck it
I aint having it
Fuck her, who you lying to?
Who she called dividing you, be like a spider biting you
Dude you be jumping everything.
But evidently in the friendzone bout to share a Benzo box,
and playing Nintendo that never have you end up in the bedroom.
On death row, heading home alone.
But the cabby stopped for petrol, and I was hanging off my phone.
On some bullshit.
Now you're sitting in the back of your car
Thinking that you've gone too far
Chasing popped collars at the bar
The type who be paying on card
You ain't gotta look so hard
But you'll never know
No, you'll never know
Nice guys finish last
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