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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Girls Aloud
Girls Aloud
Performer
Nadine Coyle
Nadine Coyle
Vocals
Nicola Roberts
Nicola Roberts
Vocals
Kimberley Walsh
Kimberley Walsh
Vocals
Cheryl Tweedy
Cheryl Tweedy
Vocals
Sarah Harding
Sarah Harding
Vocals
Xenomania
Xenomania
Programming
Tim Powell
Tim Powell
Programming
Matt Gray
Matt Gray
Programming
Tim Larcombe
Tim Larcombe
Programming
Nick Coler
Nick Coler
Programming
Yoad Nevo
Yoad Nevo
Programming
Shawn Lee
Shawn Lee
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xenomania
Xenomania
Composer
Tim Powell
Tim Powell
Songwriter
Tim Larcombe
Tim Larcombe
Composer
Nick Coler
Nick Coler
Composer
Shawn Lee
Shawn Lee
Composer
Miranda Cooper
Miranda Cooper
Composer
Lisa Cowling
Lisa Cowling
Composer
Matt Gray
Matt Gray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Wheatley
Jeremy Wheatley
Mixing Engineer
Xenomania
Xenomania
Producer
Jon Shave
Jon Shave
Assistant Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Daddy told me, look into the future
Sit at your computer, be a good girl
And mama said, remember you're a lady
Think before you play and straighten your curls
Well everybody's talking like I'm crazy
Dangerous and lazy girl with no soul
But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
Baby, 'cause I'm sliding out of control
[Verse 2]
Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
I flick a finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because it might show
[Verse 3]
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetize me
[Verse 4]
Daddy always told me to remember
Leave the boys till later, don't you drop down
Mama said I'd never get to heaven
Hanging till eleven, with the wrong crowd
Everybody's talking like I'm only
Just another phony girl who got played
But I dig the music that I'm making
Baby, and I'll break it into your brain
[Verse 5]
Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
I flick a finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth because it might show
[Verse 6]
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetize me
[Verse 7]
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetize me
[Verse 8]
I don't need no good advice
No well intentioned sacrifice
And I don't need no Sunday trips
No chocolate box or speed for kicks
Hell, I don't need no beauty sleep
No need to count those dirty sheep
And I don't need no bedtime prayer
'Cause frankly I don't even care
Written by: Lene, Lisa Cowling, Matt Gray, Miranda Cooper, Nick Coler, Tim Larcombe, Tim Powell, Xenomania
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