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The Streets - It’s Too Late She said meet me at the gates at 8 Leave now don’t be late She said one day she’d walk away cos I’m always late Thought things were ok Didnt care though anyway Say sorry babe, I had to meet a mate, tempting fate We first met through a shared view, she loved me and I did too It’s now 7:50 getting ready better be nifty Do my hair quickly, step out it’s cloudy Mate bells me to borrow money, I got two Henry’s and a dealer to pay Call up on geezers to rid these green trees of my reeking jeans Got a you think I care outglaring geezers stares I’m here and I’m there Couldn’t see past the end of my beer What was getting near, all the silence after the cheers [Chorus] She said meet me at the gates Don’t be late, but pretty soon the day came for change And I was glad she never walked away So Im choosing what to wear, doing my hair with an hour to spare When my life went pear, she’d been there with a thick stare Big wheel climed to the top, geezer scares bounced off Standing at the top of this huge mountain, smiling and shouting Spring flowers sprouting, not one inch of doubt in my mind as I reached the gates Came round the corner at a rate Risked her love but Im gonna set things straight Never again am I gonna be late Never again am I gonna be late Never again am I gonna be late [Chorus] I said meet me at the gates Leave now don’t be late I waited for a while listening to her voicemail, mind set sail Then the facts turned me pale, wind rain and hail My fears unveiled, for my fair female She’d walked away, too little too late I step up the pace, walk past the gates, rain runs over my face Spirit falls from grace I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place in the chase Sat down I got a fat frown Weaping and drowning my senses For this love game’s expensive I walk in a trance Gort a wounde
