Letra

Tom Cruising down your high street doing 65 On a Lime Bike that I'm not safe to ride 007 with a license to charm And when I turn up the heat set off the fire alarm When you go to the bar I'm on the phone to your friend He's like 'I want u baby can I see u at ten?' Let you pay for my drinks until I'm driving you mad And then I'll come to your house and make a move on your dad Scoundrel I'm a cheat Ashley Cole type beat And I can't help it if your boy decides to fall at my feet 'Coz I'm a reckless driver Got no self control When you're a semi-pro liar Life's an open goal Born a brat you can't teach these habits Everything I want I must have it Pulled it out the hat like rabbits Ruler of the streets, Mike Skinner Eat you pretty boys for dinner I'll be Elon, you be Twitter Why'd you be a saint when you can be a sinner? 'Coz I'm a reckless driver Got no self control When you're a semi-pro liar Life's an open goal Scoundrel I'm a cheat Ashley Cole type beat (Na na na, na na na) Scoundrel I'm a cheat Ashley Cole type beat (Na na na, na na na)
Writer(s): Mackenzie John Elvis Jamieson, Sophie Clare Howes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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