You're The Man - The Courteeners

Does your wife

Know you’re out

Know you’re out

Sleeping with a weather-girl

That it never rains on you

Triple A

Backstage pass

Anorexic lass

On your arm

You’re so cool you’re the man

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you

And so you stand out the back

Get a little bit closer every track

So everyone can see you there

You’ve arrived!

I’ve arrived!

You’ve arrived

You’re like a tired piece of clingfilm

See through and flimsy

So many cracks

And you’re no use to anyone any more

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you

You sold your sole

And lied the lamp

Laid, try your own

With your little band

But that didn’t last

And neither will you

I have faith that you’ll f*** up

In everything that you do

I reserve the right

The right to address

How you leave the house is anyone’s guess

You’re cowering so gently

That’s not for me

I’m not like that

Ask Ann Marie

So rest the film stars

Hollywood posers

Hollywood foam

But they’ve relented

And given their dog a bone

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you

But we still love you

You give us something to do

Why can’t we be as cool as you