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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Cribs
The Cribs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Jarman
Ryan Jarman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Fridmann
Dave Fridmann
Producer

Lyrics

Come on, I'll be a no one
For you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Got you wrong, it's not your fault
Sometimes I'd rather feel cheap
You can't keep sucklin' me
'Cause I was tryin' so hard
To enjoy everythin' that
I ended up enjoyin' nothin'
Seriously. I'm really well fed up
Grievously, ya need me like a hole in the head, but
Come on, I'll be a no one
For you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Stay home and write a song
For you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Shootin' star, change of heart
Somethin' that you rarely see
Smell the lilies on me, yeah
Roadside, covered in flies
And caustic soda, yeah we're
Givin' off the same odour
Seriously I'm really well fed up
Grievously ya need me like a hole in the head, but
Come on, I'll be a no one
For you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Stay home and write a song
For you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Ah, you, eh-eh-eh-eh
Written by: Gary Jarman, Ross Jarman, Ryan Jarman
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