Praying won’t do it
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Begging won’t do it
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Crying won’t do it
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Nothing gets us in the charts
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It’s really hard
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Flowers won’t do it
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Chocolates won’t do it
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Death threats won’t do it
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Everyone’s tried it now
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Even Lil Bow Wow
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Yippee yo, yippee yo
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So when you gonna play our
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When you gonna play our song
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Tom? Tom?!
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(Well, it’s a very busy show!)
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And do you know
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How we could get ourselves on radio?
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We’re so average, so fluffin’ average
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Dressed in little denim clothes
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And wearing makeup, makeup
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Bribing won’t do it
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Stalking won’t do it
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Violence won’t do it
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It’s like getting blood from a stone
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Only the stone’s a person…
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And the blood is a wish
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I thought because our manager
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Owns a radio station
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We might get played on radio
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Without a hesitation
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Can’t think of another word to rhyme with hesitation…
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And do you know
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How we could get ourselves on radio?
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We’re so desperate, so ruddy desperate
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Wembley couldn’t hold our egos
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And wearing makeup in our videos
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I can’t even find a place to start
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With my head wrapped so far up my-
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Asking you a question
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Cause I want to know
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Know [x9]
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If you could get us on the radio
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So start the fireworks
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Ow, I burnt my chest hair
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Oh god, it really burns
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It’s left my chest bare
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We’ll play stadiums
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But I’m afraid of big crowds
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We’ll probably have a beer…
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If management allows
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Do you know
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How we could get ourselves on radio?
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We’re so hopeless, so bloody hopeless
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The only thing we really know
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Is we’re wearing makeup in our videos
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And that’s cause record sales fly sky high
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When you apply mascara on your eyes
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Oompa loompas want to know where we tan
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Do you know makeup really makes you a man?
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I can’t even find a place to start
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With my head wrapped so far up my-
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Asking you a question cause I want to know
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How we could get ourselves on radio
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All Time Low
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| The Midnight Beast |
