Disco, Blisters and A Comedown Lyrics by Nicola Roberts
bruises, in my mind
i cant get my head off the pillow, check the bed am i still single
i look like pantomime, checking photos on my phone and how the hell did i get home?
4am im hailing down the he said i live too fast, still need for double charge
2am i think i am gaga, maybe ive gone too far, im dancing on the bar
disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott
lipstick and my keys, bottle and a straw and im working down my door
i got my music, in my room
rollers in my head and my babys on the way
fight the my top shop for this
i sent my best man home look like shes been
thursday night, theres only one more sleep
they better get some rest, my little dancing queen
disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott
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every sunday morning, outside a little
i cant help but wondering, it keeps me ticking
and i can hear it calling, the heavy base line
every god damn morning, morning
disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott
disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott.
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