Bradley Simpson

Favourite Band
Ooh-ooh-ooh I hope he plays us in the car With your feet up on the dash, yeah I'd like that, yeah I hope he fucking breaks your heart I'm just kidding, no I'm not I'm over, "I wouldn't if I were yous And are you sure 'bout the tunes?" Ooh-ooh-ooh "And you should get a real job This is not gonna work out" I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby Something I can do to prove you wrong Drive you crazy when it's sitting there at Number 1 You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand) I'm in your new boy's favourite band Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh So, when you see me on TV And he's singing all the words, oh I hope it hurts, yeah Letras de cancionesBut, you won't say a singlе thing 'Cause he treats you likе dirt, that seems to work I wonder if you ever left the town You used to drag me around Ooh-ooh-ooh "You think you'll make it up there By bringing everyone down?" I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby Something I can do to prove you wrong Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at Number 1 You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand) I'm in your new boy's favourite band Ooh-ooh-ooh Would you curse my name? Would you start a fight? If my lyrics started playing in your bar tonight? In the pouring rain, would you stand outside? After closing time? I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby Something I can do to prove you wrong Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at Number 1 You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand) I'm in your new boy's favourite band Ooh-ooh-ooh De nada, be alright Ooh-ooh-ooh From Letras Mania