Little Man Tate

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

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

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]

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

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)

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

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.

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!

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!

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.