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Verse 1

Friday night, said I’d eat clean

Walked past the shop, ruined the dream

One smell hit, now I’m in line

Extra garlic? Yeah, sounds fine

Pre-Chorus

I said “just chips” but who was I kidding?

Five minutes later I’m fully committed

Chorus

Having kebab, having kebab

Life was going good then I ordered too fast

One in each hand, sauce on my top

Tell myself “last time”… I never stop

Having kebab, having kebab

Walking home proud with my questionable wrap

Tomorrow I’ll regret every bite

But tonight? Yeah, tonight feels right

Verse 2

Phone in pocket, drink in the air

Dropped one onion, nobody cared

Asked for napkins, got one square

This is survival out here

Pre-Chorus

Mate said “share it” — absolutely never

This relationship ends here forever

Chorus

Having kebab, having kebab

Standing outside like it’s Michelin-class

Bit too spicy, eyes gone red

Still saying “best thing I ever had”

Having kebab, having kebab

Every bad choice wrapped up in a flatbread

Tomorrow I’ll say I’m changing my life

Then do it again next Friday night

Bridge

Oh no… garlic on my sleeve

Oh no… what have I achieved?

No regrets till quarter past three

Final Chorus

Having kebab, having kebab

Living my truth with a foil-wrapped snack

If loving this is somehow wrong

Then put extra chilli on my song

Outro

Bossman said, “see you again”

…yeah, probably next weekend