She's A Mess

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    London, let's go
    London, let's go
    London, let's go
    Sugababes, let's go

    She got her red pumps, red purse
    She gon' make some necks jerk tonight, eh
    Hit the ATM, get that wad
    She gon' party round the clock, yeah, tonight, eh

    Went and got her car washed just so she can pull up like "What's up?"
    (What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?)
    Now she and her girls 'bout to start a riot when they hit the club
    And now they at the bar

    Drinking bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle (Hey)
    Bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after...

    She's such a mess
    Up in that dress
    She's sweating bullets
    I'm not impressed
    Her make-up's running
    Her heels are broke
    But that won't stop her
    Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more

    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho

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    It's two in the mornin', they ain't servin' no more alcohol tonight, eh
    She got a four-seater filled with nine people she don't even know
    tonight, eh

    'Bout to hit the after part, tomorrow she might be sorry, but
    it's alright
    (Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)
    The sun is coming up but she's filling up her cup, yeah, that's right
    And now she at the house

    Drinking bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle (Hey)
    Bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle...

    She's such a mess
    Up in that dress
    She's sweating bullets
    I'm not impressed
    Her make-up's running
    Her heels are broke
    But that won't stop her
    Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more

    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho

    This is how them girls get down
    Just another night in London town
    They ain't try'na sober up - they keep drinking
    Bottle, after bottle, after...
    Champagne's flowing, music's going
    A whole paycheck best believe she's blowing
    'cause it's so hard to stop when you're ordering
    Bottle, after bottle...

    She's such a mess
    Up in that dress
    She's sweating bullets
    I'm not impressed
    Her make-up's running
    Her heels are broke
    But that won't stop her
    Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more

    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
    Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho

    She's such a mess
    Up in that dress
    She's such a mess
    Up in that dress

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