| People always ask me how I write songs
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| I tell them it’s not complicated
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| I quite simply take everything one line at a time
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| Listen
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| Everybody knows what my name is
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| But I’m still out pulling faces
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| Cara Delevingne have you got any cocaine please
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| Night out, cause it’s my night off
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| I need a day off cause when I crash I’ll be a write-off
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| What a fucking sight, fuck it what a fucking night
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| Who the fuck are you to tell me how to live my fucking life?!
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| Loving life, me I’m dandy
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| How quick can you get rid of a bottle of brandy?
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| In a rave listening to Trinidad James
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| Though we don’t pop mollies we drop bombs of mandy
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| I go in if I’m out but I’m in a pickle now
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| I think Shop put something in my drink
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| And before I got back from the pissery fizzled out
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| Damned it didn’t I. Down dizzled up
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| Fuck, what if I get pictured out?!
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| Cause I’m shameless, young and I’m famous
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| I’m shameless, young and I’m dangerous
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| I’m shameless, young and outrageous
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| They never should have put my name in lights
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| Aww you get famous and then you seem naughty
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| Look at Stephen and he’s like 40
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| Yo, got a little buzz, now it’s funny
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| Cause the hunnies make a b-line for me
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| Tunnel ends with a bright light
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| But I’m alive and every tunnel I find’s got a white line
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| «Keep running to the loos"magazines chatter
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| Ain’t substance abuse, I got a weak bladder!
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| Call it the Bieber effect; |
| young too silly
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| Pro’s pissed and in a year I’ll have a few millis
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| Woop diddy, now they callin me an influence
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| They might as well say that Eddie Murphy is impotent
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| I told my label I’m not a pisshead, I’m vibrant
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| And I only drink to make celebs more exciting
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| You should try this cause no one’s really saying much
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| Until they roll the Queen’s face into a cylinder
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| Another one sniffs the dust!
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| Put my name in lights
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| Creatures of the night
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| Now my mind is rolling
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| My eyes wide open
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| Fall down on the table
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| I’m crazy and I’m feeling quite unstable
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| My head spins, feeling reckless
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| I should probably slow right down
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| But I’m too tempted
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| I’m a bastard, yep
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| My mother had me before she and my father had married
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| I’m a bastard and I’m plastered
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| My God, honestly what have I started
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| Why is my face on pages of papers that I wouldn’t even wipe my arse with
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| Why are they so nasty to me?
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| I think I preferred it when they arse kissed
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| Oh and Cara I’m sorry Cara
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| But I can’t promise I won’t take this any farther!
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| Put my name in lights
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| Creatures of the night
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| Now my mind is rolling
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| My eyes wide open |