 Words and music Mick Hucknall
Why don't you look at the price I'm paying
Walk in, take a look inside
I've moved back the tables and the chairs to the wall
The valuable thing I've had to hide
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Peer in, looking for that crasher again
You ruined Terry's party last night
An overweight greasy little man with a mouth
That opens more than now and again
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Something good must have happened to you
If you would let it happen to you
If you could let it happen to you
Something good would have happened
Lopez I hate you for the state you're in
Lopez your hair it washes out, it washes in
You ropey little fat boy Lopez
Come on get lost
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Open up the red box
Come on open it up
Something good must have happened to you
If you would let it happen to you
If you could let it happen to you
Something good would have happened
I'm out of my head
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