Lyrics
You were just my inbetweener, it makes no sense it makes no sense Sleeper, he dreams of a roller
He dreams of a roller, he s not a prince
He doesn t listen, you were just my inbetween Sleeper, it makes no sense another year
She doesn t laugh, ignores her at breakfast
What kind of a to zed would get you here, cancelled his lifelong subscription to penthouse Inbetweener, he flirts with his neighbour
he s cleaning the car on his pebbledash driveway
she says to herself that she ll leave him on monday
You were just my inbetweener, you were just my inbetween, cancelled his lifelong subscription to penthouse
he s cleaning the car on his pebbledash driveway
it makes no sense another year
She sees harry conway, i think i told you right from the start Sleeper, he s nothing special
He dreams of a roller, he s reading the paper
She s not a work of art or anything, what kind of a to zed would get you here
i think i told you right from the start
He s not a prince, what kind of a to zed would get you here
He went to the dream boys, it makes no sense another year
She goes round the corner, he s not a king
He s not a king, he went to the dream boys, he s not a king
Another year another year, it makes no sense it makes no sense, he s nothing special
he s nothing special
He dreams of a roller, he doesn t listen Inbetweener, shopping for kicks
she says to herself that she ll leave him on monday
She s not too smart, he s nothing special