Daddy told me look into the future
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Sit at your computer, be a good girl
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And Mama said remember your a lady,
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Think before your play and straighten your curls,
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Well everybodys 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 cause i'm sliding, out of control
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[Bridge:]
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Here I go, off the road crank the stereo
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I flick my finger to the world below
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Here I am, dirty hands, i don't give a damn
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Shut your mouth because it might show
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[Chorus:]
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I don't need no good advice
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I'm already wasted
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I don't need some other life
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Cold and complicated
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I don't need no Sunday trips
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Tea and sympathising
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I don't need no special fix
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To anaesthetise me
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Daddy always told me to remember,
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Leave the boys, till later, don't you drop down
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Mama said I'd never get to heaven
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Hanging till eleven, with the wrong crowd
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Everybody's talking like I'm only
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Just another phony 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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[Chorus]
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[Bridge]
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[Spoken]
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I don't need no good advice
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No well intentioned sacrifice
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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
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Girls Aloud |