Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lush
Lush
Performer
Miki Berenyi
Miki Berenyi
Vocals
Chris Acland
Chris Acland
Drums
Emma Anderson
Emma Anderson
Guitar
Philip King
Philip King
Bass Guitar
Peter Bartlett
Peter Bartlett
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miki Berenyi
Miki Berenyi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Giles Hall
Giles Hall
Engineer
Peter Bartlett
Peter Bartlett
Producer

Lyrics

Here we go, I'm hanging out in Camden Drinking with my girlfriends on a Saturday night This guy says, "Come and meet my girlfriend" She's sitting in the corner looking rather uptight So I say hello and I try to be nice But I see he's feeling itchy Trying to play us off each other "Girls, girls, please don't fight" (you get the picture) Hey you, the muscles and the long hair Telling me that women are superior to men Most guys just don't appreciate this You just try convincing me you're better than them So he talks for hours 'bout his sensitive soul And his favourite subject is sex I don't even think he really wanted it But, Christ, this guy's too much (I wanna tell him) I'm as human as the next girl, I like a bit of flattery But I don't need your practised lines Your school of charm mentality, so Save your breath for someone else and Credit me with something more When it comes to men like you I know the score, I've heard it all before (Here comes the next one) Blondie was with me for a summer He flirted like a maniac, but I wouldn't bite I'm weak and he was so persistent He only had to have me 'cause I put up a fight Oh God, the boy had such an ego He liked to talk about himself all day and all night You think you're such a ladykiller But you were nothing special 'till you turned out the light When he's nice to me, he's just nice to himself And he's watching his reflection I'm a five foot mirror for adoring himself Here's seven years' bad luck (I wanna tell him) When you say you love me, you're just flattering your vanity But I don't need your practised lines Your school of charm mentality, so Save your breath for someone else and Credit me with something more When it comes to men like you I know the score, I've heard it all before Ooh, you're such a ladykiller Always on a winner, thinking that you're in there Oh boy, you're such a ladykiller Super sexy mister, call it what you will, oh You think you're such a ladykiller I just bet you're still there, posing in the mirror Hey girls, he's such a ladykiller But we know where he's coming from and we know the score
Writer(s): Miki Eleonara Berenyi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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