Eating Is Cheating

[Verse One] Street lights shine bright Illuminating Watford High Street on a Monday night Fat slags are 'dressed to kill' With their short skirts covering arse cheeks making me ill It’s student night, I can get in wearing trainers and it’s a pound a pint I drank a hella lotta Stella When I left my mates and now I’m ready for a fuck or a fight [Verse Two] We started off in Baraka to get into Area free There’s a queue at the bar so come and dance with me Darling, can you handle it? We’ll build a bridge and dismantle it We won't stop dancing because our feet are sore We won't stop tonight until there’s shit on the dance floor Fight! [Hook] Monday, Watford Tuesday, in bed You're barred what for? Let's hope next week is like the week before [Chorus] Manic Mondays, I'm taking a piss down an alley way As for the gear you just bought, I hope to God we don't get caught [Outro] Caught! I'll see you in court