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    Hello, hello, hello, so nice to meet you
    My name is tired, just look at my eyes
    I'd rather be anywhere than talking to
    Oh, you've got a dog and play golf on weekends?
    Please tell me more, I love a bore
    Can't wait to be friends
    Help, I think my eyes are stuck to the ceiling
    They might've rolled out of control
    Right when you mansplained your own way into a
    Grave of stocks and shares and pornstar martinis
    Please pass a shovel and some dirt, this man's still breathing

    I called emergency services to get me
    I couldn't get a word in because he wouldn't let me

    Who said that there's fun in conversation?
    You dress it up like it's modern day ejaculation
    And a-woop, there goes my little bit of patience
    You could've come, but now the train has left the station

    Ooh-ah, ah-ah-ah
    La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    Ooh-ooh

    Goodbye, auf wiedersehen, arrivederci
    No, I wouldn't like your number, please and merci
    Oh, have mercy on me
    Can you take a hint? Would you like a mint? (Ah)
    Think I need a respirator 'cause you're mouth is full of shit

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    I called emergency services to get me
    They get a lot of calls, but they know this man will end me

    Who said that there's fun in conversation?
    You dress it up like it's modern day ejaculation
    And a-woop, there goes my little bit of patience
    You could've come, but now the train has left the station
    You said can we try to cut the tension?
    I'm looking 'round the room to find the tension that you mention
    Yeah, take a break from all the condescension
    How you're not a virgin is beyond my comprehension

    Ooh-ah, ah-ah-ah
    La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    Ooh-ooh
    Ooh-ah, ah-ah-ah
    La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    Ooh-ooh

    M, d, e
    M, d, e

    Emma got a call on her phone tonight
    From a divorcee (d) on an e-lime bike (e)
    He's done a lot of coke in an all bar one (m)
    Yeah, there's someone home (d)
    But the lights aren't on (e)
    I know that she's tired and she wants her bed (m)
    But she can't say no (d) to a (e) fuckboy's text
    Lying in her shame in his unwashed sheets (m)
    A lothario (d) where his girlfriend sleeps (e)
    Keeps it short and sweet like he's in a rush (m)
    Yeah, it's not that deep (d) and it's not that fun (e)
    Screaming in his ear: Can you please slow down? (M)
    'Cause there's no one here (d) getting off right now (e)
    Off right now
    Off right now

    Who said that there's fun in conversation?
    You dress it up like it's modern day ejaculation (oh)
    And a-woop, there goes my little bit of patience
    You could've come, but now the train has left the station
    You said can we try to cut the tension?
    I'm looking 'round the room to find the tension that you mention
    Yeah, take a break from all the condescension
    How you're not a virgin is beyond my comprehension

    Ooh-ah, ah-ah-ah (oh)
    La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    Ooh-ooh
    Ooh-ah, ah-ah-ah (oh, yeah)
    La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    Ooh-ooh

    Okay, class (yes, miss davies)
    Shall we teach them all what we've learnt in school today?
    (Trash equals men)
    That's right!
    And while l've got your attention never trust a man with a strawberry daiquiri who's out in canary wharf
    Ooh-ooh

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    Composición: Grace Davies, Paul Whalley y Ben Lythe

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