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    Best Face
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      About "Best Face"

      Lyrics for Dirty Pretty Things - "Best Face"

      Shock after shock from the snake she bites
      Happy hour downtown, ladies night
      With your townie boys who make your brethren fight
      Night after night after night after night, go
      Come on sweetheart, come on sweetheart, oh

      It's an eye for any eye 'neath the hurricane sky
      How will you find me a lover in time?
      With your muscle vest clad lads who nearly fight
      Close off your senses and turn out the lights
      Turn out the lights

      She had the best face in the place
      She had the lip gloss and the grace
      There's really nothing in the script she said
      You can have what you want

      Oh, heed this sound advice
      No don't you tell me any lies
      Look into these eyes, they see right through
      Well, the skits the same but the face is new, oh oh

      On the crying tarts who step
      And broken hearts are all you get
      The drinks go on and the beat's the resounding
      The drinks go on and the beat's still sounding
      Come on darling, come on darling, come on sweetheart, oh

      You look pretty, pretty fit
      For a pedestrian pounding
      This nightclubs still shit
      But be weary of the gypsy boy you're mounting

      She had the best face in the place
      She had the lip gloss and the grace
      There's really nothing in the script she said
      You can have what you want

      Oh, heed this sound advice
      No, don't you tell me any lies
      Look into these eyes, they see right through
      Well, the skits the same but the face is new, oh oh

      The best that's what you'll get before
      The walk of shame tomorrow
      And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
      Your monkey lots, they tumble ?round

      You dance your fucking swan song
      You dance your fucking swan song
      You dance your fucking swan song
      To a blundering oracle

      So here's to your future
      And your awful wedded wife

      She had the best face in the place
      She had the lip gloss and the grace
      There's really nothing in the script she said
      You can have what you want

      Oh, heed this sound advice
      No don't you tell me any lies
      Look into these eyes, they see right through
      Well, the skits the same but the face is new, oh oh

      SONGWRITERS:
      POWELL, GARY / ROSSOMANDO, ANTHONY / BARAT, CARL / HAMMOND, DAVID
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