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Smash! Hits Chart, Summer 2003
Disc 1
01. No Good Advice
02. You Said No
03. All the Things She Said
04. I Can’t Read You
05. Move Your Feet
06. Make Luv
07. Lately (56k edit)
08. Husan
09. Being Nobody
10. Like I Love You
11. U Make Me Wanna
12. Hey Ma
13. Beautiful
14. Body Rockin’
15. Virtuality
16. Sacred Trust
17. Damaged (Artica mix)
18. Fly on the Wings of Love (Flip & Fill radio edit)
19. Weekend!
20. Heaven Is a Place on Earth
Disc 2
01. Come Undone
02. Incredible (What I Meant to Say)
03. Pain Killer
04. Don’t Worry
05. Don’t Let Go
06. Shape
07. The Long Goodbye
08. Love Doesn’t Have to Hurt
09. Cry
10. I Can’t Break Down
11. Keep Me a Secret
12. Forget About Tomorrow
13. We Used to Be Friends
14. Can You Dig It?
15. Eple
16. Easy
17. Flash
Daddy told me, "Look into the future
Sit at your computer, be a good girl"
And mama said, "Remember you're a lady
Think before you play and straighten your curls"

Well, everybody's talking like I'm crazy
Dangerous and lazy girl with no soul
But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
Baby, 'cause I'm sliding, out of control

Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
I flick my finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because it might show

I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me

Daddy always told me to remember
Leave the boys 'til later, don't you drop down
Mama said I'd never get to heaven
Hanging 'til eleven, with the wrong crowd

Everybody's talking like I'm only
Just another phony girl who got played
But I dig the music that I'm making
Baby and I'll break it into your brain

Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
I flick my finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because it might show

I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me

I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me

I don't need no good advice
No well-intentioned sacrifice
And I don't need no Sunday trips
No chocolate box or speed for kicks
Hell, I don't need no beauty sleep
No need to count those dirty sheep
And I don't need no bedtime prayer
'Cause frankly I don't even care