Greasy Spoon - Sam Fender

Produced by：Bramwell Bronte

Sickly sweet candied meat

In a fragrant greasy spoon

Knock back black coffee

Work until the afternoon

She hardly sleeps

She hardly eats

She hardly breathes

When you're in her breathing space

Cat calling white van patrolling

The streets as she walks from work

Rip hard and jeer from afar

As he sits with a drooling smirk

She hardly sleeps

She hardly eats

She hardly breathes

When you're in her breathing space

She brushes it off

Like she always does

Drops through the subway

Disappears with the flood

I am a woman

And I am a woman

I am a woman

I am a woman

She comes home I hear her moan

The walls are paper thin

His friends come round

They pass her round

Her head goes round the bend

She hardly sleeps

She hardly eats

She hardly breathes

When you're in her breathing space

She brushes it off

Like she always does

Puts on her makeup

Faces the day

As she hardly sleeps

She hardly eats

She hardly breathes

When you're in her breathing space

And I am a woman

And I am a woman

And I am a woman

And I am a woman

And I am your mother

And I am your sister

And I am your girl friend

And I am a woman