| Lyrics: | The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
still hang
around.
Coming in with the same blokes,
going home with the same jokes,
if you ever go
missing
I know where you'll be found :
the stamping ground.
The big fella on the front
door knows your face.
The barman pretends that he's saved you a place,
but when your back is
turned
they say she's older than she tells.
I could stand the main attraction,
but not
the clientelle.
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
still
hang around.
Coming in with the same blokes,
going home with the same jokes,
if you ever
go missing
I know where you'll be found :
the stamping ground.
Everybody
knows
evrybody's trouble,
who comes in alone,
who leaves as a couple.
When they seen
you coming, babe,
they act like they're pleased to meet you.
Say ";It's very nice to know
you,
but I wouldn't want to be you.";
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All
your old gang
still hang around.
Going home with the same blokes,
going home with the
same jokes,
if you ever go missing
I know where you'll be found :
the stamping
ground.
You talk like you don't have a brain in your head.
You act like you don't have a
care in your bed.
Th lights are on,
there's no one home,
it scares you to death.
You
stamp on anyone who stops to take a breath.
The stamping ground,
The stamping
ground.
All your old gang
still hang around.
Going home with the same blokes,
going
home with the same jokes,
if you ever go missing
I know where you'll be found :
the
stamping ground.
The stamping ground.
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