Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Fed Up! , by - Alizée. Song from the album Mes Courants Electriques, in the genre ПопRelease date: 17.03.2003
Record label: Requiem
Song language: English
I'm Fed Up! |
| Bubbles and water |
| Legs up for hours |
| My goldfish is under me |
| To bathe for hours |
| Makes my mouth water |
| I’m foamely ecstatic |
| It’s not a problem |
| I lazy ‘round |
| Bubbly and stubborn |
| I lazy 'round |
| Melon and water |
| Is just a dream |
| It makes me wonder |
| Is it a sin? |
| Bubbles and water |
| Legs up for hours |
| Bombs, you keep away from me |
| Today lying low |
| Twisting up my toes |
| I swim in such harmony |
| So what bothers me? |
| I’m fed up with loneliness |
| With my uncle overstressed |
| Fumbling, crawling for something |
| That never shows, just a dream |
| I’m fed up with creeps crying |
| Over the past, such a sin |
| Not to be cool, but a fool |
| If I could mess up their rules |
| I’m fed up with your complaints |
| Baby, well I’m not a saint |
| Fed up with the rain, the plane |
| That makes me throw up again |
| I’m fed up with all cynics |
| Bathing caps and all critics |
| I’m fed up with being fed up |
| Poor me! |
| Bubbles and water |
| Legs up for hours |
| My goldfish still under me |
| Delight of pleasures |
| Aquatic treasures |
| A place out of misery, my fantasy |
| I’m fed up with loneliness |
| With my uncle overstressed |
| Fumbling, crawling for something |
| That never shows, just a dream |
| I’m fed up with creeps crying |
| Over the past, such a sin |
| Not to be cool, but a fool |
| If I could mess up their rules |
| I’m fed up with your complaints |
| Baby, well I’m not a saint |
| Fed up with the rain, the plane |
| That makes me throw up again |
| I’m fed up with all cynics |
| Bathing caps and all critics |
| I’m fed up with being fed up |
| Poor me! |
| I’m fed up with loneliness |
| With my uncle overstressed |
| Fumbling, crawling for something |
| That never shows, just a dream |
| I’m fed up with creeps crying |
| Over the past, such a sin |
| Not to be cool, but a fool |
| If I could mess up their rules |
| I’m fed up with your complaints |
| Baby, well I’m not a saint |
| Fed up with the rain, the plane |
| That makes me throw up again |
| I’m fed up with all cynics |
| Bathing caps and all critics |
| I’m fed up with being fed up |
| Poor me! |