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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Girls Aloud
Performer
Nadine Coyle
Vocals
Nicola Roberts
Vocals
Kimberley Walsh
Vocals
Cheryl Tweedy
Vocals
Sarah Harding
Vocals
Xenomania
Programming
Tim Powell
Programming
Matt Gray
Programming
Tim Larcombe
Programming
Nick Coler
Programming
Yoad Nevo
Programming
Lene
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xenomania
Composer
Tim Powell
Songwriter
Matt Gray
Songwriter
Tim Larcombe
Writer
Nick Coler
Songwriter
Shawn Lee
Composer
Miranda Cooper
Composer
Lisa Cowling
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyrics
Daddy told me, "Look into the future, sit at your computer"
"Be a good girl"
Momma said, "Remember, you're a lady"
"Think before you play and straighten your curls"
Well, everybody's talkin' like I'm crazy
Dangerous and lazy, girl with no soul
But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
Baby, 'cause I'm sliding out of control
Here I go on the road, crank the stereo
I flick the finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because your shit might show
I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix to anesthetize me
Daddy always told me to remember
"Leave the boys 'till later, don't you drop down"
Momma said I'd never get to heaven hanging 'till 11 with the wrong crowd
Everybody's talkin' like I'm only
Just another phoney girl who got played
But I dig the music that I'm making, baby
And I'm breakin' into your brain
Here I go on the road, crank the stereo
I flick the finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because your shit might show
I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix to anesthetize me
I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life, cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips, tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix to anesthetize me
I don't need no good advice, no well-intentioned sacrifice
And I don't need no Sunday trips, no chocolate box or speed for kicks
Hell, I don't need no beauty sleep, no need to count those dirty sheep
And I don't need no bedtime prayer, 'cause frankly I don't even care
Writer(s): Lene Crawford Nystroem, Nick Coler, Miranda Eleanor De Fonbrune Cooper, Timothy Elliot Larcombe, Brian Thomas Higgins, Matthew Del Gray, Lisa Cowling, Timothy Martin Powell, Shawn Lee Mahan
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