Lyrics Barstool - Biscuit Boy AKA Crackerman

Whilst other couples look for love
In a love so obviously dead
Ours still takes us by surprise
Like a bar-stool over the head
Whilst she cowers away in a cupboard
And he cowers in the shed

Our love takes us from behind
Like a bar-stool over the head
(We could swap this helta-skelter ride)
(And take tranquility instead)
(But excitement and uncertainty)
(Are the girl you actually wed)

For so many love is a minefield
Spent fearing where you tread
But ours just flies across the room
Like a bar-stool aimed at head
We never filed a personal injury
More hurtful words that were said
And it left us happily waiting
The next bar-stool over the head

(And if your down on your luck)
(Just duck)
(Chances it'll probably miss)
(And if it ever hits)
(And your head splits)
(It's a hell of a good night kiss)
A hell of a good night kiss
A hell of a good night kiss
A hell of a good night kiss

And the day you feel like ordinary loving
When we've grown too old for the stools
We can bring our bruised bodies together
And start loving like ordinary fools
And the day you feel like ordinary loving
When we've grown too old for the stools
We can bring our bruised bodies together
And start loving like ordinary fools

Loving like ordinary, ordinary fools(loving like ordinary fools)
Loving like ordinary, ordinary fools(loving like ordinary fools)
Loving like ordinary, ordinary fools(loving like ordinary fools)
Loving like ordinary, ordinary fools

And the day you feel like ordinary loving
When we've grown too old for the stools
We can bring our bruised bodies together
And start loving like ordinary fools

We're loving like ordinary, ordinary fools(loving like ordinary fools)

We're loving like ordinary, ordinary fools