Text: Libertines, The. Begging.

(all out folks) we are, round the bench in the park

(assist us/are sisters) in the dark today

what a leap in mind, my soul has gone a little cold



maybe, maybe next year if it isn't to fear

we'll get ourself some good time girls

remember when you tried, you cried in many, many ways

and he's crossing the road picking up his daily sport



oh no, they're begging you, they're begging you

what will you do?

oh no, they're begging you, they're begging you

what will you do?



and have you heard the singer said

he's a dead ringer for a fella that i used to know

oh love she cried, well no, oh no, it's a funny way to go

and he's crossing the road, no, he's picking up his daily sport



oh no, they're begging you, they're begging you

what can you do?

oh no, they're begging you, they're begging you

what can you do?