Lyrics: Alessandro Buccellati/Gianluca Buccellati/Rob Milton/Murray Matravers
Music: Alessandro Buccellati/Gianluca Buccellati/Rob Milton/Murray Matravers
Yeah
Life's a beach and life's a bitch
Life's a drag so take a hit
Life's too short to give a shit
So don't let the seagulls steal your chips
'Cause it goes back, goes back fast
Like a car on the M1 track
And the thing is
She's a fairy, she's a witch
Magic potion pharmacist
She's inclined to take the piss
Got Tropicana with the bits
But did I hear that, did I hear that right
You've got a seat on the next flight
Let's catch some solar waves
Whilst sipping soda bubbles
We'll breeze the time away
Here's something for your troublеs
Funny you should say
Have a great day
And when it's gеtting late
We'll watch some television
And if we're still awake
We'll make the neighbours listen
She said by the way
I really had a great day
First she hit me on facetime, facetime, facetime
Said she wants to waste time, waste time, waste time
Oh her friends, so concerned
'Cause they know she's been burned in the past
I'm not concerned about the waste lime, waste lime, waste lime
'Cause you know it tastes right, tastes right, tastes right
But she don't know her words
I can tell that it hurts when she laughed it off
Let's catch some solar waves
Whilst sipping soda bubbles
We'll breeze the time away
Here's something for your troubles
Funny you should say
Have a great day
And when it's getting late
We'll watch some television
And if we're still awake
We'll make the neighbours listen
She said by the way
I really had a great day
I really had a great day
I had a great day