I'm dreaming of a white christmas
by Westlife
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When we fall out
I like to go driving in my car
Listen to something ironic
And end up in a bar
Get an earful of shit from a stranger
Who´s got a broken heart
Weighting up what would be more payful,
Staying with your man
Or going back to her
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
Everybody knows the score
She´ll be crying to the mother-in-law
And I´ll be sleeping out with the dog
Must give Inter Flora a call
A call, a call, a call, a call...
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh...
Then we make up
I´ll be walking on egg-shells for a day
And I´ll clean the house
In the hope that I might get a lay
I think back to that drunken stranger
It´s something that he said
You made your bed, so lie in it
She´ll be quiet when you´re dead
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
And it´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
I like to go driving in my car
Listen to something ironic
And end up in a bar
Get an earful of shit from a stranger
Who´s got a broken heart
Weighting up what would be more payful,
Staying with your man
Or going back to her
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
Everybody knows the score
She´ll be crying to the mother-in-law
And I´ll be sleeping out with the dog
Must give Inter Flora a call
A call, a call, a call, a call...
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh... Ooooh la-la-la
Ooooh...
Then we make up
I´ll be walking on egg-shells for a day
And I´ll clean the house
In the hope that I might get a lay
I think back to that drunken stranger
It´s something that he said
You made your bed, so lie in it
She´ll be quiet when you´re dead
Doesn´t everybody feel this way sometimes?
It´s a lose-lose situation
For a shitty little crime
You can never win with women
It´s pointless trying to try
It´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die
And it´s a lose-lose situation till the day you die