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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Midnight Beast
The Midnight Beast
Performer
Stefan Abingdon
Stefan Abingdon
Performer
Ashley Horne
Ashley Horne
Performer
Andrew Wakely
Andrew Wakely
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefan Abingdon
Stefan Abingdon
Songwriter
Ashley Horne
Ashley Horne
Songwriter
Andrew Wakely
Andrew Wakely
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

I see you baby, Doin' the dance that I saw on the TV (Doin' your dance, I wonder what's goin' on in your pants) You know me baby, If I sing my song you're bound to recognize me (And you'll sing along, I wonder what's goin' on in your thong) Your heart is mine, notice that I'm, Singin' you lines from one of our number one's When you get home, then you will know (Fuckin' hell, can you not tell that) We're just another boy band, We'll tear your little sister's heart apart, We're just a fucking boy band, You might not like us but we're in the charts. And in a motherfucking boy band, The girls are underage but we don't care, And when you throw your panties at a boy band, After the shows we keep your underwear. Don't know if it comes as a big surprise But I'm the token rapper guy I just sing really high, needlessly randomly improvise And when our album flops, and all the hope around us dies, I'm the secret weapon that comes out and says that he likes kissing guys (What?) Drink what we piss, Shag what we kiss, Live how we wish, It's not that easy being me We may be men, like Action Man, Our record label made us unable to We're all doin' things that we know ain't right; We're wearing sunglasses at night We've got 100 fans, That's why we're better than your band The only fan you have is cooling you down And it seems to be the only thing that's moving around and around Just like a circle, We're simple yet we're known, We're also square, We find it hard to go out on our own Without a problem! You got a problem? I'll knock you out, alright? But please don't punch me back we've got our photo shoot tonight! Boy band, We hear the birds around us singing, We're just a fucking boy band, We're flying but we don't have wings, And in a motherfucking boy band, The girls are underage but we don't care, And when you throw your panties at a boy band, After the shows we keep your underwear. We're just another boy band, We'll tear your little sister's heart apart, We're just a fucking boy band, You might not like us but we're in the charts
Writer(s): Stefan Abingdon, Andrew Francis Wakely, Ashley Neil Horne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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