The Specials - Stereotype/Stereotypes (Part 2) - 2002 Remastered Version lyrics

He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night but he doesn't really exist He spends his weekends with a load of blokes He forgets the punchline when he tells a joke He wants to stay out, he don't want to go home 'Til his nicotine fingers are stuffed down his throat He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He drives home pissed at night and he listens to his stereo He blamed his fiancйe when he caught vd The doctor said, "No drink for seventeen weeks" He wants to go out but he has to stay home Sit in and watch colour tv on his own He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He drives home pissed at night and he listens to his stereo The tablets are finished, the cure is complete He hasn't had a drink now for seventeen weeks Seventeen pints, tonight is the night It goes straight to his head, he ends up in a fight (???) Police chase him home through the dark rainy night Fluorescent jam sandwich with flashing blue light His mums waiting up, she hopes he's alright But he's wrapped 'round a lamp post on Saturday night He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night He doesn't really exist Me uncle Joe, walkin' door Firin' them, I have a stereo So I buy a little stereo and I watch uncle Joe with a girl So I said to this girl, "Step up on by my yard, we go jiggo my stereo" Something goes like me go say Me take the little girl in at me yard and show her little system The girl look at a system but this is not my stereo, you know I want a little ba** so you to touch this I want a little... , and touch that All I want is my stereo All I want is my stereo I don't drink no beer I don't drink no something called whiskey 'cause I don't wanna feel so frisky All I smoke is my herbs, herbs and my stereo Things get from bad to worse I can't even walk down the street I don't feel at ease because what they call me, they call me the stereotype He's the one who's got it stereo, stereo My uncle Joe told me about my stereo Fire me, walking door, uncle Joe, uncle Joe; he never had a stereo, walking door Leave me girl I don't want you, I don't need no drink I don't want no whiskey to feel so frisky, all I want is my stereo So here is what I say, go down town today and by you a stereo If you don't want to drink or go to pub 'Cause untill you're sober, you drink and drive you're bound to get k**ed Ooh, say, say you stop in until you fly 'till you feel so relaxed with your stereo And don't forget the thing called, called it, called the weed I don't need no speed to make me go fast Just give me little 45 and 33 Buy me stereo, I want to be free, stereo I, I, I'm a stereotype I'm a stereotype And that's no joke Yo, I don't feel it, 'cause I will tell you, switch on tonight I feel the stereo More ba**, do this... More treble Leave me, leave me girl I don't want new s***s, I just want my stereo That's all, music be all, oh lord Stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, tell me so, stereo Leave me; just leave me and my stereo because I am a stereotype And that's the way I wanna be I don't wanna be high Move ya'll Bring, bring, bring, bring, bring, bring, bring, bring, bring, bring Leave my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, leave my stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo Leave, leave, leave my stereo Oh don't tell my stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo