Little Man Tate Album

Dont talk to me about money
dont talk to be about fame
dont tell be about your lyrics
coz your songs are all the same
theres 11 on the guest list probably more by far
photographers and magazines and stacks of A&R

like i said about the guest list
well forget abot the birds
they dont need names and tickets for the ones in denim skirts
you highlight for the weekend
unless your on the team

brand new tops
and bottoms drop
no knickers underneath

but theres one thing that you'll never understand
oh theres one thing that you gotta understand
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band

well were going down to london
were gonna sign a deal
we know a guy in camdom
who says that were unreal
and while we are in london
well stop and see the queen
you known we'll all have nighthoods by the time were 23

well your coming home nobody
the same as when you went
you didnt get your deal on
your moneys all been spent
i could of told you long ago
but you'd never understand
no bollocks to be hero'd

Man i cant stand your band

theres one thing that you'll never understand
oh theres one thing that you gotta understand
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band
Man i hate your band

i've seen your band
i hate your band
i've seen your band
i hate your band
i've seen your band
i hate your band
i've seen your band
i hate your band
i've seen your band
i hate your band
i hate your band

Would you believe me if I told you that im sorry?
I didnt mean to make you sad
Well I heard that you were leaving home to travel
I'd take a chance to take it back, but what I wanna know is

How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Paris?
How was Barcelona and Sicily?
Did you spare a little thought for me
(Oh Angelene)
Did you spare a little thought for me
(OH ANGELENE)
Did you spare a little thought for me

Do you remember when we queued outside forever?
Just to go and get ID'd
I walked you home - you blagged a bottle of Sambucca
And you tasted of Aniseed

But what I wanna know is..

How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie
How was Barcelona and Sicily?
Did you spare a little thought for me
(Oh Angelene)
Did you spare a little thought for me
(OH ANGELENE)
Did you spare a little thought for me

I saw your dad last week
He told me you got married
He was glad you settled down
I told him if you ever came back home to visit
To ask you to pop around

'Cus what I wanna know is..

How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie
How was Barcelona and Sicily?
Did you spare a little thought for me
(Oh Angelene)
Did you spare a little thought for me
(OH ANGELENE)
How was London, how was Crete?
How was Amsterdam and gay Parie
How was Barcelona and Sicily?
Did you spare a little thought for me
(Oh Angelene)
Did you spare a little thought for me

Well our mums got talkin at the village store
I was three you were four
You looked lovely thats for sure
Just somthin about you

Together we went everywhere
you scratched my face i pulled you hair
you sent me tumblein down the stairs
Just somthin about you

Bridge
You must have known that I want you (that I want you)
You must ahve known that I want you dont you

Chorus
Somthings happenin
It's written on the wall that you're sexy in Latin
This time,come on
Everthings changin n we can't hold on.

Verse 2

We'd stay out drinking in the park
I'd walk you home after dark
I did'nt mind it wasnt far
bacause theres somthin about you

You went to university
You lost your virginity
Saw more of him and less of me
But theres somthin about you

Bridge
You must have known that I want you (that I want you)
You must ahve known that I want you dont you

Chorus
Somthings happenin
It's written on the wall that you're sexy in Latin
This time,come on
Everthings changin n we can't hold on.

Verse 3

Well we're not friends anymore
I'm twenty three youre twenty four
youre still gorgeous thats for sure still somthin about you

Now we've done it everywhere
You scratch my back,I pull your hair
We've even done it on the stairs
Theres just somthin about you.

Chorus
Somthings happenin
It's written on the wall that you're sexy in Latin
This time,come on
Everthings changin n we can't hold on.

Chorus
Somthings happenin
It's written on the wall that you're sexy in Latin
This time,come on
Everthings changin n we can't hold on

I didn't like you much,
'Cant remember how we ending up getting back in touch
You made me change my hair
You made me change it back again, when fashions in the air

Don't get me wrong,
You weren't the first girl that I ever kissed with tongues,
But you were the best,
You let me touch your chest
I saved you twos on my last cigarette

I saw you on the underground,
You smiled at me and I turned around, now love
This must be love,
We got it on behind the station,
Lets avoid this situation love,
This must be love,

I couldn't work you out,
You threw my cd's away, Got out our photos cut me out
But you just carry on,
You tell all your mates, that you were right,
And I was always wrong,

Don't get me wrong, so wrong
You weren't the first girl that I ever kissed with tongues,
But you were the best,
You let me touch your chest
I saved you twos on my last cigarette

I saw you on the underground,
You smiled at me and I turned around, now love
This must be love,
We got it on behind the station,
Lets avoid this situation love,
This must be love,

You said that I was too fat,
I said that you were to thin
You kissed me right on the lips,
And kicked me right in the shin
You said “Well do you love me?”
I said “Well I think your fit!”
You said “We can't carry on, if you cannot commit”

I saw you on the underground,
You smiled at me and I turned around, now love
This must be love,
We got it on behind the station,
Lets avoid this situation love,
This must be love.

Well I have got some information; though I don't know your name
Oh there's a party going on at Boothy's house, 1 beelegit lane
Well tell somebody to tell somebody to tell somebody new
Bring a crate and some wine, and you'll be fine
Enough to see you through
So have a drink and have a cigarette, drink and have a cigarette
Kiss and ask her name, but it doesn't seem right,
It seems a little funny cos her sister kissed the same
Well I sit in a chair next to the CD player
Talk to some kid he couldn't be much gayer
He's mates with his cousin, he's tryin to lay her
Well her best friend guards the door

Well things can't seem to get much better
Scenesters dance in their v-necks sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

Well things are goin' well, and it's quite an occasion
Winner stays on on the Sony playstation
Somebody's thrown up on the path, Balkow's passed out in the bath
Girls sing to Kylie they try to look sexy
I gave one my number and told her to text me
"Me boyfriend on his way he'll be here to collect me, if you're quick we can go
upstairs"
Has anyone seen the phone cos' I'm orderin pizza
Maries at the door hand in hand with Anita
Boys gather round eager to meet her
She smiles and walks on by

There's bottles and cans all over the place
Nowhere to sleep there isn't space
He had a right good time in any case
Same again next week

Well things can't seem to get much better
Scenesters dance in their v-necks sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

Who invented these lists? x 5

She's got to find a boyfriend, she's working on a movie
Kissing at the premier they'll never see through me
He's got to start to mingle, he's working on a single
Got to get his drugs out, tried to knock a bouncer out

Ooooooooo follow the formula!
Ooooooooo follow the formula!

Got to slag a bands tunes, albums coming out soon
Labels gonna drop them if it doesn't go platinum
She's got to learn to chit chat before she walks the red mat
Doesn't have to talk talk once she's on the catwalk

Ooooooooo follow the formula!
Ooooooooo follow the formula!

The A list hate the B list,
B list hate the C list,
C lists hate the D lists and the she wants to be me lists
Get a little washed up, a little hit and miss
And then you hear them asking, WHO INVENTED THESE LISTS?!

He's got to get his life back, do a stint in rehab
Breaks the news on TV to get them more publicity
She's got an early wake up apply load of make up
Got to let the world know she's working on the radio

Ooooooooo follow the formula!
Ooooooooo follow the formula!

Trouble at a nightclub, career's getting washed up
Now where the hell does she go, reality TV show
He's with the girl of his age, he's getting on the front page
A smile and a wink and a glimpse of her ring

Ooooooooo follow the formula!
Ooooooooo follow the formula!

The A list hate the B list,
B list hate the C list,
C lists hate the D lists and the she wants to be me lists
Get a little washed up, a little hit and miss
And then you hear them asking, WHO INVENTED THESE LISTS?!

WHO INVENTED THESE LISTS

Well he's a cross dresser honey, he fights for his team.
He dishes out a kickin' with a thong under his jeans.
He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right.

His train pulls into the station, all the way from Leeds.
He's gonna do somebody till his knuckles bleed.
He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right.

He gets home switches on the news, kicks back in his high heel shoes.
Switches channels to Eastenders, cleans his house in his red suspenders.

This is the court report, front page of the Daily Sport.
Skinhead cross dresser caught, for smashing up someones car.
Smashing up someones car.

Well he's a cross dresser honey, he's down on his luck.
Spends his time fighting and dressing up.
He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right.

He's sitting at the bar and he's looking pretty laced.
He's gonna start some trouble with blusher on his face.
He's a cross dresser honey and it don't seem right.

He gets home switches on the news, kicks back in his high heel shoes.
Switches channels to Eastenders, cleans his house in his red suspenders.
This is the court report, front page of the Daily Sport.
Skinhead cross dresser caught, for smashing up someones car.
Smashing up someones car.

This is the court report.
This is the court report.
This is the court report.
This is the court report.

This is the court report(this is the court report), front page of the Daily
Sport (this is the court report) Skinhead cross dresser caught (this is the
court report)
This is the court report (the court report) front page of the Daily Sport
(the court report)
Skinhead cross dresser caught (the court report).
For smashing up someones car.
Smashing up someones car

He doesn't want to stay in
Yeah he's got to go out
Cos' he's got to be part of the it crowd
He takes a big deep breath
He sticks his chest right out
Yeah he's got to be part of the it crowd

(oooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

He's got to earn some cash
He's goin to sell some weed
Cos he said he would for his best friend
Hasn't has a smoke since he was 17
But he still drops a pill at the weekend

(ooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

He's got a lady friend
And she sleeps around
Yeah she does it with the neighbour on a wednesday
On a lads night out
When he hits the town
She makes sure (?) gone by the next day

(ooooo's)

Well he's got a tounge
That he uses wrong
And a mouth as big as his ego
Everybody seems to want to be his friend
But they'll believe they'll never get to know

(oooooo's)

Little Big Man, Yeah You Little Big Man (x4)

Well I know this girl
She isnt very nice
Well the thing with this girl
There's something about her eyes
She drinks southern comfort in a northern style
Leaves a message on my voicemail "call me back on my mobile"

Im not gonna call her back no
X8 (last one without the no)

Well it seems a pretty distance
It seems a little far
But im sure I stored her number on to my sim card
Im intercontinental when it comes to girls
But im not gonna make a phone call when shes the other side of the world

Im not gonna call her back no
X7

So I carry on this way
Because it seems a little easier to ignore her call yesterday

I'm not gonna call her back no
X7

I think I'd better call her back

Well today I feel like I’m on fire
She had a way to a hearts desire
And I’ve never done anything like we did that night
Well I noticed her stood at the bar
I thought are they great boobs of a wonder bra
I asked her name and she said Jennifer

Well Q said its true
MEN…. she’s had a few
I said I Knew
But practice makes perfect Q

This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This girl is somebody else’s girl

Well the things she wanted me to do
I didn’t think that I ought to
But I had a drink I had a few
So I just carried on
When we woke up the next day
Well she rolled to me and I rolled away
And I’ve still done nothing like we did that night

Well Q said its true
MEN…. she’s had a few
I said I Knew
But practice makes perfect Q

This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This girl is somebody else’s girl

This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This girl is somebody else’s whoa/world!

This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This girl is somebody else’s girl

This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This Girl (she) isn’t my girlfriend
This girl is somebody else’s whoa/world!

Shit.........

She's looking beautiful, totally beautiful. You know what I mean.
She's looking excellent, totally excellent. All the girls turn green.
And she goes down. On Marie.

She smokes a cigarette, yeah smokes a cigarette. That fag i'd long to be.
She hits the dancefloor, she lights up the dancefloor with glow-sticks and
ecstasy.
But she goes down. On Marie.
Yeah she goes down. On Marie.

She's been with every girl in town (she's been with every girl in town)
But not with me.
Been caught without her knickers on (been caught without her knickers on)
But still, you know, i'd long to get some!

Marie's delectable, just turned bisexual, i heard she's into me.
A text message she sent to me and her girlfriend, inviting us round for tea.
Then she went down. On Marie.

Well you imagine the rest, I was put to the test.
And we made a lovely three.
Marie was exciting, you could say inviting and they both took turns with me.
Then we went down. On Marie.
Yeah we went down. On Marie