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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eliza Doolittle
Eliza Doolittle
Vocals
Matt Prime
Matt Prime
Keyboards
Tim Woodcock
Tim Woodcock
Background Vocals
Arnulf Lindner
Arnulf Lindner
Double Bass
Pete Davis
Pete Davis
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eliza Doolittle
Eliza Doolittle
Composer
Matt Prime
Matt Prime
Composer
Tim Woodcock
Tim Woodcock
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Prime
Matt Prime
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I really don't like your point of view
I know you'll never change
Stingin' me with your attitude
I've got the mind to walk away
[Verse 2]
I really don't like your arrogance
Or your policies
Ninety-nine percent an embarrassment
But just one quality
[Verse 3]
'Cause I don't mind it when you
Brings out the best in me when you
Show your expertise
When the night always ends with a fight
I'm excited that you wind up next to me
[Verse 4]
I like it when you
Can I have some, please, of that?
Satisfy my needs
Sometimes I fake that I hate you
And make up so you'll wind up next to me
[Verse 5]
I really don't like your skinny genes
So take them off for me
Show me what you've got underneath
So we can do this properly
[Verse 6]
I really don't like the way you smile
When you think you're right
But I will forgive you, the yolk is in the middle
And I'm chewin' through the white
[Verse 7]
'Cause I don't mind it when you
Brings out the best in me when you
Show your expertise
When the night always ends with a fight
I'm excited that you wind up next to me
[Verse 8]
I like it when you
Can I have some, please, of that?
Satisfy my needs
Sometimes I fake that I hate you
And make up so you'll wind up next to me
[Verse 9]
Pretend that you were on a train
You were leaving, you were leaving
It made me think of what I'd miss
And you believe it, you believe it
[Verse 10]
I don't mind it when you
Brings out the best in me when you
Show your expertise
When the night always ends with a fight
I'm excited that you wind up next to me
[Verse 11]
I like it when you
Can I have some, please, of that?
Take off your skinny genes
Sometimes I fake that I hate you
And make up so you'll wind up next to me
[Verse 12]
Pretend that you were on a train
You were leaving, you were leaving
Written by: Eliza Doolittle, Matt Prime, Tim Woodcock
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