Nan You're A Window Shopper

[Verse 1] The bottom feels so much better than the top! So much better [Chorus] Nan you're a window shopper Taking a look but you never buy Nan you're a window shopper You won't pick it up if its over a fiver Nan you're a window shopper Get on the bus cause you still can't drive Nan you're a window shopper Mad as fuck only just alive [Verse 2] Get up in the morning and you like your tea milky You fumble for your glasses cause without them you can't see It's funny how I come round your house and I'm 20 And I still have to wear all the presents you sent me I walk into your kitchen everything's got a label You done your Christmas shopping and we're only in April And you won't leave the house unless you're wearing your thermals You're covered all in cat hair and you're stinking like Strepsils You're heading down the Bowls Club Have another orange squash Balls are rollin' rollin' rollin' You can't walk right cause things aren't what they were Your ankles are swollen swollen swollen [Chorus] [Verse 3] You're walking down the post office to pick up your pension And then you're off to Bingo, it's become an obsession So weary of the kids when they're wearing their hoods up And even if they smile at you, you think it's a stick-up You only buy the paper just to cut out the coupons Your saving 50p but what do you want with tampons? You're always at the doctor picking up your prescription And they throw in some K-Y just to ease up the friction You got a leak in your colostomy bag Yeah it's got a hole in hole in hole in At the weekend you're shopping with your trolley It's sad how you're rollin' rollin' rollin' [Chorus]