Fortune Teller - Space, Tommy Scott, Ryan Clark

Linda slept with Larry

Too much booze from the Cash and Carry

Tears well in their eyes

The strip turns blue: surprise, surprise!

Your bank balance took a dint

And now you’re Rupert Grint

Nappies cost a bob or two

You wish you were Doctor Who

Travelling back in time (in time, in time)

Try’na make your life seem fine (seem fine, seem fine)

Gypsy Rose Lee (Rose Lee, Rose Lee)

Would’ve said you’re gonna rip your johnny

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

Ain’t your fault fella, oh no

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

You ain’t no fortune teller, oh no

Ain’t your fault love

Ain’t your fault fella

Ain’t your fault love

You ain’t no fortune teller

If you had a crystal ball

Would you make a different call?

Now you’re on the family ladder

And your babba’s shoutin' mamma and dadda

Travelling back in time (in time, in time)

Try’na make your life seem fine (seem fine, seem fine)

Gypsy Rose Lee (Rose Lee, Rose Lee)

Would’ve said you’re gonna rip your johnny

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

Ain’t your fault fella, oh no

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

You ain’t no fortune teller, oh no

Ain’t your fault love

Ain’t your fault fella

Ain’t your fault love

You ain’t no fortune teller

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

Ain’t your fault fella, oh no

Ain’t your fault love, oh no

You ain’t no fortune teller, oh no

Ain’t your fault love

Ain’t your fault fella

Ain’t your fault love

You ain’t no fortune teller