Favourite Band

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I hope he plays us in the car
With your feet up on the dash, yeah
I’d like that, yeah
I hope he fucking breaks your heart
I’m just kidding, no I’m not

I’m over: I wouldn’t if I were yous
And are you sure ‘bout the tunes?
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And you should get a real job
This is not gonna work out

I’m gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when it’s sitting there at number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (understand)
I’m in your new boy’s favourite band

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So, when you see me on TV
And he’s singing all the words, oh
I hope it hurts, yeah
But, you won’t say a single thing
‘Cause he treats you like dirt, that seems to work

I wonder if you ever left the town
You used to drag me around
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You think you’ll make it up there
By bringing everyone down?

I’m gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I’m sitting there at number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (understand)
I’m in your new boy’s favourite band

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Would you curse my name?
Would you start a fight?
If my lyrics started playing in your bar tonight?
In the pouring rain, would you stand outside?
After closing time?

I’m gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I’m sitting there at number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (understand)
I’m in your new boy’s favourite band

Ooh-ooh-ooh
De nada, be alright
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