Fucking hell, though
Suburban kid and you got no name
You're too dumb, baby, and you got no brain
I bet you're oh-so happy in suburbia-dream
Well, I'm only laughing, you ain't in my scheme, baby
Well, I love you
I love you
I love you
I only ever listen when you're on the phone
From your safe, glamorous three days on loan
And when I got nothing better to do
Then there's always you, you're good for my shoe, hey babe
Well, I love you
And I love you
And I love you
You look at me and you just can't tell
You're looking like you just come out of hell
Acting like a dirty lemon tree
There ain't no beers for your chastity, hey baby
Well, I love you
I love you
I love you
I'm in love
I'm really in love
I'm falling in love
I'm falling
You try and join the scene but you're too obscene
You're looking like a big fat pink baked bean
How do you figure that you'd be any use
When alls you're gonna get is my abuse, hey babe
Well, I love you
I love you
I love you
You know I don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of London
When you look me in the eye
I just remember I wanna die, hey babe
I love you
And I love you
I love you
Hahaha
Hahaha
Hahaha
Woo
I can't take no more
We better stop
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Was that a good one?
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