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When We Were Hooligans chords and lyrics - LOUIS DUNFORD
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[Verse 1] [D]Sometimes I sit and reminisce about the good old days I miss About [G]the days I spent with all [A]my friends In fact, I've [D]come to realize those were the best days of our lives Oh, what I'd give [G]to be fourteen once [A]again But still nostal[D]gia makes me sick, I feel I've grown up far too quick But I can't [G]help thinking 'bout back in the [A]days When we were [D]the riff, we were the raff, my pals would wait outside my gaff The door would [G]open and you'd hear my old girl [A]say [Verse 2] "Oh, no, he can[D]'t come out to play tonight He's lucky he ain't dead, the shite [G]He's stole another tenner out of my [A]purse And so all [D]you boys can piss off home Don't bell him on his dog and bone [G]I swear to God you fuckers make him [A]worse" But little did she [Bm]know That when she's [A]tucked up, oh, so tight We'd roamed [G]the streets 'til it was light Run from old [A]bill all through the night Until [Bm]the day We were delin[A]quent little shits We were the hood [G]rats taking sips out of a bottle [A]While we sit on you[G]r estate [Verse 3] And [Gm]life was so [D]simple [A]then When we were [G]hooligans [D] [Verse 4] So off we'd roam into the night, we'd ride our stolen pedal bikes And who's [G]to say where we would go or who'd we [A]see But still [D]a plan that never failed, gets on the booze and off the rails We'd buy [G]a twenty bag of snout with a fake [A]ID And all our clob[D]ber was on form, we'd wear the swing made uniform Grey tracksuit [G]bottoms, Ralph Lauren, we were looking [A]suave And all [D]the birds are throwing up cheap Chardonnay in plastic cups Dressed like it's [G]prom night but they're pissing in a [A]park [Verse 5] And it's only 8 o'c[Bm]lock But who's to say [A]romance is dead She's in [G]the bushes off her head With an older [A]boy who stole her ped that she ad[Bm]ores But old Prince [A]Charming's just a drip The smell [G]of Stella on his lips Her makeup's [A]run, her tights are ripped Her [Abdim]knees are[G] sore [Gm]And [Verse 6] girls were so [D]foolish [A]then When we were [G]hooligans [D] [Verse 7] So as the night would carry on, the joints were rolled and the birds were gone As all the [G]boys sat on the benches getting [A]stoned And as we [D]got high into the night, you'd hear the sirens, see the lights So it's [G]the scum, here they come to take us [A]home So with [D]a meaty on the way, we'd throw the booze and the green away We'd jump [G]the fence, lodge out the park onto [A]the streets Oh, hurry up [D]boys, fucking hell, I can't [A]spend [D]the night locked in cell 'Cause my old [G]man and my old [A]girl think I'm asleep But what a way [D]to end the night, chased through the streets by flashing lights If you can't [G]have it on your toes, you're getting [A]torn And as [D]the night came to an end, we lodged the old bill once again Before my [G]mum was up, I'd slip through the front [A]door Oh my, how times [Bm]have changed [Verse 8] So as [A]I sit and reminisce About those [G]good old days I miss So much [A]has changed, sometimes I wish I'd not grown [Bm]old They'd call us hood [A]rats, call us scum I'd call us kid[G]s just having fun We were delin[A]quents [D]who [A]would call these [D]street[G]s our home [Verse 9] And we be[Gm]lieved things would be that way [D]forever [A]then When we were [G]hooligans[Gm] When we [D]were hooligans [Outro 1] [D][D]
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