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If you ever hear a noise in the night
Your body starts to sweat
It shakes and shivers with fright
You go to sleep with your mother, she hates your guts
She knows that you love her, so she holds you tight
All through the night into the broad daylight
And when she doesn't come home, you gotta sleep alone
Then you wet your bed and I think that's sad
For a girl of 19, that's more than sad, it's obscene1, 2
Your girlfriend's sweet, a little 17
She got the layered hair and the flared jeans
You know what that means? She's just a little queen
She shares your London flat
She thinks that London's where it's at
Although it stinks, and when it rains, you wear your hat
And your plum colored pvc wet-look maxi mac
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun
You're the ugliest creature under the sun1, 2, go!1, 2
And you think its about time that you die
And I agree, so you decide on suicide
You try, but you never quite carry it off
You only wanted to die in order to show off
And if you think you're gonna bleed all over me
You're even wronger than you'd normally be
And the only thing you wanna see are kitch
The only thing you wanna be is rich
Your little pink up-pointed nose begins twitch
I know you, know you're just a little bitch!
Songwriters
DAMMERS, JERRYPublished by
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