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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Don't talk to me about money
Don't talk to be about fame Don't tell be about your lyrics Cause your songs are all the same There's 11 on the guest list probably more by far Photographers and magazines and stacks of A&R Like I said about the guest list Well forget about the birds They don't need names and tickets for the ones in denim skirts You highlight for the weekend Unless your on the team Brand new tops And bottoms drop No knickers underneath But there's one thing that you'll never understand Oh there's one thing that you gotta understand Man I hate your band Man I hate your band Man I hate your band Man I hate your band Well were going down to London Were gonna sign a deal We know a guy in camdom Who says that were unreal And while we are in London Well stop and see the queen You known we'll all have knighthoods by the time were 23 Well your coming home nobody The same as when you went You didn't get your deal on Your moneys all been spent I could of told you long ago But you'd never understand No bollocks to be hero'd Man I can't stand your band There's one thing that you'll never understand Oh there's one thing that you gotta understand Man I hate your band Man I hate your band Man I hate your band Man I hate your band I've seen your band I hate your band I've seen your band I hate your band I've seen your band I hate your band I've seen your band I hate your band I've seen your band I hate your band I hate your band |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Would you believe me if I told you that I'm sorry?
I didn't mean to make you sad When I heard that you were leaving home to travel I didn't get a chance to take it back, but what I wanna know is How was London, how was Crete? How was Amsterdam and gay Parie How was Barcelona and Sicily? Did you spare a little thought for me Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) Did you spare a little thought for me Do you remember when we queued outside forever? Just to go and get ID'd I walked you home - you blagged a bottle of Sambucca And you tasted of Aniseed But what I wanna know is.. How was London, how was Crete? How was Amsterdam and gay Parie How was Barcelona and Sicily? Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) Did you spare a little thought for me I saw your dad last week He told me you got married He was glad you settled down I told him if you ever came back home to visit To ask you to pop around 'Cus what I wanna know is.. How was London, how was Crete? How was Amsterdam and gay Parie How was Barcelona and Sicily? Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) How was London, how was Crete? How was Amsterdam and gay Parie How was Barcelona and Sicily? Did you spare a little thought for me (Oh Angelene) Did you spare a little thought for me |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Well our mums got talkin' at the village store
I was three you were four You looked lovely that's for sure Just somethin' about you Together we went everywhere You scratched my face I pulled you hair You sent me tumblin' down the stairs Just somethin' about you (Bridge) You must have known that I want you (that I want you) You must have known that I want you don't you [Chorus:] Something's happenin' It's written on the wall that you're sexy in Latin This time,come on Everything's changin' we can't hold on. Together we went everywhere You scratched my face I pulled you hair You sent me tumblin' down the stairs Just somethin' about you We'd stay out drinking in the park I'd walk you home after dark I didn't mind it wasn't far Because there's somethin' about you You went to university You lost your virginity Saw more of him and less of me But there's somethin' about you (Bridge) [Chorus] Together we went everywhere You scratched my face I pulled you hair You sent me tumblin' down the stairs Just somethin' about you Well we're not friends anymore I'm twenty three, you're twenty four You're still gorgeous that's for sure still somethin' about you Now we've done it everywhere You scratch my back, I pull your hair We've even done it on the stairs There's just somethin' about you. [Chorus x2] |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
I didn't like you much,
'Cant remember how we ending up getting back in touch You made me change my hair You made me change it back again, when fashions in the air Don't get me wrong, You weren't the first girl that I ever kissed with tongues, But you were the best, You let me touch your chest I saved you twos on my last cigarette I saw you on the underground, You smiled at me and I turned around, now love This must be love, We got it on behind the station, Lets avoid this situation love, This must be love, I couldn't work you out, You threw my cd's away, Got out our photos cut me out But you just carry on, You tell all your mates, that you were right, And I was always wrong, Don't get me wrong, so wrong You weren't the first girl that I ever kissed with tongues, But you were the best, You let me touch your chest I saved you twos on my last cigarette I saw you on the underground, You smiled at me and I turned around, now love This must be love, We got it on behind the station, Lets avoid this situation love, This must be love, You said that I was too fat, I said that you were to thin You kissed me right on the lips, And kicked me right in the shin You said ??Well do you love me???br>I said ??Well I think your fit!??br>You said ??We can't carry on, if you cannot commit??br> I saw you on the underground, You smiled at me and I turned around, now love This must be love, We got it on behind the station, Lets avoid this situation love, This must be love |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Well I have got some information; though I don't know your name
Oh there's a party goin' on at Boothy's house, 1B Lydgate Lane So tell somebody to tell somebody to tell somebody new Bring a crate and some wine, oh and you'll be fine Enough to see you through So have a drink and have a cigarette, drink and have a cigarette Kiss then ask her name, but it doesn't seem right It feels a little funny cos her sister kissed the same Well I sit in a chair next to the CD player Talk to some kid who couldn't be much gayer His mate's with his cousin, he's tryin to lay her Well her best friend guards the door Things can't seem to get much better Scenesters dance in their v-neck sweaters These four walls won't forget tonight Won't forget tonight Things are goin' well, and it's quite an occasion It's winner stays on on the Sony Playstation Somebody's thrown up on the path, Balko's passed out in the bath Girls sing to Kylie they try to look sexy I gave one my number, I told her to text me "My boyfriend's on his way, he'll be here to collect me" "If you're quick we can go upstairs" Has anyone seen the phone cos I'm orderin pizza Marie's at the door hand in hand with Anita The boys gather round eager to greet her She smiles and walks on by There's bottles and cans all over the place Nowhere to sleep, there isn't space I had a right good night in any case Same again next time Things can't seem to get much better Scenesters dance in their v-neck sweaters These four walls won't forget tonight Won't forget tonight (Outro - Dah da da da) |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Who invented these lists?
She's got to find a boyfriend, she's working on a movie Kissing at the premier they'll never see through me He's got to start to mingle, he's working on a single Got to get his drugs out, tried to knock a bouncer out Ooh follow the formula Got to slag a bands tunes, albums coming out soon Labels gonna drop them if it doesn't go platinum She's got to learn to chit chat before she walks the red mat Doesn't have to talk talk once she's on the catwalk Ooh follow the formula The A list hate the be |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Well he's a cross dresser honey, he fights for his team.
He dishes out a kickin' with a thong under his jeans. He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right. His train pulls into the station, all the way from Leeds. He's gonna do somebody till his knuckles bleed. He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right. He gets home switches on the news, kicks back in his high heel shoes. Switches channels to Eastenders, cleans his house in his red suspenders. This is the court report, front page of the Daily Sport. Skinhead cross dresser caught, for smashing up someones car. Smashing up someones car. Well he's a cross dresser honey, he's down on his luck. Spends his time fighting and dressing up. He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right. He's sitting at the bar and he's looking pretty laced. He's gonna start some trouble with blusher on his face. He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right. He gets home switches on the news, kicks back in his high heel shoes. Switches channels to Eastenders, cleans his house in his red suspenders. This is the court report, front page of the Daily Sport. Skinhead cross dresser caught, for smashing up someones car. Smashing up someones car. This is the court report. This is the court report. This is the court report. This is the court report. This is the court report(this is the court report), front page of the Daily Sport (this is the court report) Skinhead cross dresser caught (this is the Court report) This is the court report (the court report) front page of the Daily Sport (the court report) Skinhead cross dresser caught (the court report). For smashing up someones car. Smashing up someones car. |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Well I know this girl
She isn't very nice But the thing with this girl There's something about her eyes She drinks Southern Comfort in a Northern style Leaves a message on my voicemail "call me back on my mobile" I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no, not gonna call her back! Well it seems a pretty distance, it seems a little far I'm sure I stored her number onto my sim card I'm intercontinental when it comes to girls But I'm not gonna make a phone call When she's the other side of the world I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no So I'll carry on this way Because it seems a little easier to ignore her call yesterday OH-OH! I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no (I'm not gonna call her back) I'm not gonna call her back no, not gonna call her back! |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
Well today I feel like I창??m on fire
She had a way to a hearts desire And I창??ve never done anything like we did that night Well I noticed her stood at the bar I thought are they great boobs of a wonder bra I asked her name and she said Jennifer Well Q said its true MEN창?짝. she창??s had a few I said I Knew But practice makes perfect Q This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This girl is somebody else창??s girl Well the things she wanted me to do I didn창??t think that I ought to But I had a drink I had a few So I just carried on When we woke up the next day Well she rolled to me and I rolled away And I창??ve still done nothing like we did that night Well Q said its true MEN창?짝. she창??s had a few I said I Knew But practice makes perfect Q This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This girl is somebody else창??s girl This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This girl is somebody else창??s whoa/world! This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This girl is somebody else창??s girl This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This Girl (she) isn창??t my girlfriend This girl is somebody else창??s whoa/world! |
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from Little Man Tate - About What You Know (2007)
She's looking beautiful, totally beautiful. You know what I mean.
She's looking excellent, totally excellent. All the girls turn green. And she goes down. On Marie. She smokes a cigarette, yeah smokes a cigarette. That fag I'd long to be. She hits the dance floor, she lights up the dance floor with glow-sticks and ecstasy. But she goes down. On Marie. Yeah she goes down. On Marie. She's been with every girl in town (she's been with every girl in town) But not with me. Been caught without her knickers on (been caught without her knickers on) But still, you know, I'd long to get some! Marie's delectable, just turned bisexual, I heard she's into me. A text message she sent to me and her girlfriend, inviting us round for tea. Then she went down. On Marie. Well you imagine the rest, I was put to the test. And we made a lovely three. Marie was exciting, you could say inviting and they both took turns with me. Then we went down. On Marie. Yeah we went down. On Marie. |
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