Going back in time
Like Doctor Who!
But we don’t have a TARDIS
But we do have a Talbot Horizon
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah
Sweet child of mine
This time we’re rocking for the UK posse
Cream, Gatecracher, Nexus Wine Bar
Crystal, and Joker
In between the kebab shop and the taxi rank
Guns and Roses are hot, and it seems to me
That we’re back on the remix, in 2003
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Now and then, whеn I feel the bass
It takes me away, to that raving placе
And if I rave too long
I’ll probably miss my last bus
And it’s a long walk back to Battenburg
Let me tell you, yesh!
Woah-oh-oh! Sweet child o’ mine
Irritation, for the nation
Ooh-ooh-ooh! Sweet love of mine
N-n-nice!
She’s got flavour, and she’s all gravy
But I have absolutely no idea what that means, and-
And now I’ve missed my place in the verse and-
I’ll catch up, it’s coming up in a little bit, nearly, here we go
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Like Ibiza or Clacton-on-Sea
We go there all of the time, you know
Here we go!
Woah-oh-oh! Sweet child o’ mine
Fresh with the flavour
Ooh-ooh-ooh! Sweet love of mine
Freestyle, key change!
Woah-oh-oh! Sweet child o’ mine
Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah-eah!
Bring back das beats
Ooh-ooh-ooh, Sweet love of mine
Boom-shankar! Argh!
I’m the wide runner, I’m the big hitter
You can’t get better than a Kwik-Fit fitter
Half, four, you know the score
Don’t leave towels on the bathroom floor
Clunk, click, Chas and Dave
UK posse gonna hear me rave
I’m the rhythm police, the baseline protector
When I say ‘Bo’, you say ‘Selector’
Hick, schlep, bacon and eggs
Guns N’ Roses, they have legs
I’m the lord of the dance, I’m hot like fire
I-I-I-I can’t find my way out of the recording studio, where do we go now?
Argh!
Real mega nice
Where do we go?
Get fresh with this
Where do you go kids?
Sweet child
Uhhhhhhhhh!
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MoPed Lyrics – Sweet Child of Mine