Daddy told me, Look into the future,
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Sit at your computer, be a good girl
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And Mumma said Remember you're a lady
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Think before you play and straighten your curls
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Well, everybody's talking like I'm crazy
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Dangerous and lazy, girl with no soul
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But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
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Baby cos I'm slidin' out of control
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(BRIDGE)
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Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
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I flick a finger to the world below, oh
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Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
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Shut your mouth because it's my show
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(CHORUS)
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I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
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I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
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I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathising
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I don't need no special fix to anaesthetise me
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Daddy always told me to remember
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Leave the boys to later, don't you drop down
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Mumma said I'd never get to heaven
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Hanging til eleven with the wrong crowd
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Everybody's talking like I'm lonely
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Just another phoney girl who got played
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But I dig the music that I'm making
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Baby and I'll break it into your brain
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(BRIDGE)
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Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
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I flick a finger to the world below, oh
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Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
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Shut your mouth, because it's my show
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(CHORUS)
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I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
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I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
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I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathising
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I don't need no special fix to anaesthetise me
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(CHORUS)
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I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
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I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
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I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathising
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I don't need no special fix to anaesthetise me
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I don't need no good advice
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No well intentioned sacrifice
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And I don't need no Sunday trips
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No chocolate box or speed for kicks
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Hell I don't need no beauty sleep
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No need to count those dirty sheep
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And I don't need no bedtime prayer
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Cos frankly I don't even care
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No Good Advice (Clean Edit)
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Girls Aloud |