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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Beautiful South
The Beautiful South
Performer
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Vocals
Roddy Lorimer
Roddy Lorimer
Trumpet
Simon Clarke
Simon Clarke
Saxophone
Tim Sanders
Tim Sanders
Saxophone
David Rotheray
David Rotheray
Guitar
Sean Welch
Sean Welch
Bass Guitar
David Stead
David Stead
Drums
David Hemingway
David Hemingway
Background Vocals
Jacqueline Abbott
Jacqueline Abbott
Vocals
Damon Butcher
Damon Butcher
Keyboards
Annie Whitehead
Annie Whitehead
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Composer
Dave Rotheray
Dave Rotheray
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Producer
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Producer
John Brough
John Brough
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Heaton/Rotheray) Look what I found in my beer A couple of dancing ladies and a ticket out of here Look what I found in my beer A start to being lonely and an end to my career Look what he found in his gin Lights' looking lively when love's looking dim Look what he found in his gin Souls look heavy when personality's thin Look what I found in the drum A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum Look what I found in the guitar Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart Look what I found in the mic An end to screwed-up drinking and a Paul I actually like Look what I found in my beer A free test drive for a heart I cannot steer Look what I found in my beer Look what I found in my drink A brain without a plughole and a sink without a think Look what I found in my drink A "love you" to the barmaid and a too-familiar wink Look what we found in his booze The reflection of him and his children without shoes Look what we found in his booze This mornings jigsaw in a hill of last nights clues Look what I found in the drum A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum Look what I found in the guitar Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart Look what I found in the mic An end to screwed-up drinking and a Paul I actually like Look what I found in my beer A free test drive for a heart I cannot steer Look what I found in my beer Look what we found in the dance Look what I've found in the song Low expectations in a large pile of cans It makes the drink seem weak, the friendship strong
Writer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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