Five Colours in Her Hair (Live at the O2)

One, two, one, two, three, four

Let's go

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do

Sing it for me

She's got a lip ring and five colours in her hair

Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears

Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear

She don't care

Everybody wants to know her name

I threw a house party and she came

Everyone asked me

Who the hell is she?

That weirdo with five colours in her hair

She's just a loner with a sexy attitude

I'd like to bone her 'cause she puts me in the mood

The rumour's spreading round that Dougie is a girl

But you don't care, you don't care

No

'Cause everybody wants to know her name

How does she cope with her new found fame?

Everyone asks me

Who the hell is she?

That weirdo with five colours in her hair

She was all I thought about

The girl I couldn't live without

But then she went insane

She couldn't take the fame

She said I was to blame

She'd had enough

And shaved five colours off

And now

Everyone

You go for it man, I'm just about to sing the song but you just?

This is tom

She's just a weirdo with no name

So now, let's say "Tom, set it off"

Tom, set it off

Everybody wants to know

How does she cope with her new found fame?

Everyone asks me

Oh, who the hell is she?

That weirdo with five colours in her hair

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do

Everybody dance, it's a party

Are you ready to jump?

Let's jump, jump, jump

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do

Do do do-do do do