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Reality Check (03/18/2008)
03/18/2008
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I know you’re born in 84
Half polish half danish
You started at 8 on brodway
You’re a star

You don’t believe in monogamy
Im not jealous scarlett will you mary me
All you’ve got you can like it
But what i am you will love it
X2

You whisper at horses ears
I always found it exciting
I’m scared by spiders too
I never managed to blame you

I’ll sell my mum to be lost with you
Lost in tokyo or anywhere else
I wish i’d been invited
At your party in disneyland

You don’t believe in monogamy
Im not jealous scarlett will you mary me
All you’ve got you can like it
But what i am you will love it
X2

When i noticed for jared leto
I felt sad for 30 seconds
Oh when i noticed for Josh Hartnett
I prayed for 40 nights

You don’t believe in monogamy
Im not jealous scarlett will you mary me
All you’ve got you can like it
But what i am you will love it
X2

. . .


she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this crazy bitch has stole my mind

she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this fucking bitch deserves to die

she left with the sunlight
she left with the sunlight

not quite sure if i was fine
too hungover from yesterday
all my troubles not that far away
when i saw her
dark hair blue eyed and an ass to die for
we were at this private party
i think i had already met her
i'm so attracted
looking at her drinking vodka redbull

she said she works in fashion
yeah she's an accountant from gap
but she's funny
we talked all night long
she impressed me with her ipod playlist
from slayer to elliott smith
no fucking jeff buckley
she told me "i can play guitar"
that's the moment i decided to bring her back home
luckily my flatmate is abroad
i asked her she said yes
she asked me when i said now

she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this crazy bitch has stole my mind

she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this fucking bitch deserves to die

she left with the sunlight
she left with the sunlight

going back home in a caravan
we kept drinking a lot
she was touching my leg
it was electric
i fucked her tomorrow
now i would like to sleep with her
so i said
"do you want to have a shower before you leave"
i fell asleep so fucking drunk
she stole my silver shaker and my jazzmaster
my fucking jazzmaster

she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this crazy bitch has stole my mind

she left with the sunlight
i cried to the moonlight
this fucking bitch deserves to die

never find the same again
my jazzmaster

. . .


You're always like "why do you have to see your friends so often, are they more important than me?
You spend so much time on your computer, but you shouldn't, cause your eyes are getting red. Or maybe it's the... whatever.
Are you really going to eat that pizza? It looks 'so' greasy!
And your bathroom, it's more than disgusting"

And i love, and i love, you
And i love, and i love, you
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh

"Also you have to stop seeing your ex, 'cause basically she's your ex, right?
You party too much, no wonder you're always tired.
What about that movie (?)
I can't believe you're watching it again, you've already seen it like 15 times.
Please come for dinner with me and my friends, it will be great 'cause we're 'so' funny
And for god's sake, stop smoking all the time!"

You know what?
This morning i woke up, and i saw you're angry face
And now i'm just wondering
"Are you in love?"

Are you in love?
Are you in love?
Are you in love are you in love?
Are you in love are you in love?

And i love, and i love, you
And i love, and i love, you
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh

And i love, and i love, you
And i love, and i love, you
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh
But it's ok to stay with you
And i love, oh, oh.

. . .


Who's there for you when you're cold and alone
The teenagers, the teenagers
We're playing our songs and you're dancing along
You're feeling better, feeling better

Here's the plan
We want to heal the world
To make it a better place
For you and your friends, all together
Might sound cheesy but, always remember:

Who's there for you when you're cold and alone
The teenagers, the teenagers
We're playing our songs and you're dancing along
You're feeling better, feeling better

So your heroe's coming on
With a song to turn you on
And you move your better side
Making room for you and i
Looking like you never cried
And if you leave a band
'Cause you want to dance
Or missing your friends
'Cause you don't have any
Well, we don't care
Just buy our t-shirts and talk about us everywhere
If you wanna

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance ...

Who's there for you when you're cold and alone
The teenagers, the teenagers
We're playing our songs and you're dancing along
You're feeling better, feeling better

Who's there for you when you're cold and alone
The teenagers, the teenagers
We're playing our songs and you're dancing along
You're feeling better, feeling better

Now that you're a fan
Go write your name on your body
Take your pen
Write it down
I LOVE THE TEENAGERS

Who's there for you when you're cold and alone
The teenagers, the teenagers
We're playing our songs and you're dancing along
You're feeling better, feeling better

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance ....

. . .


It's like you and him on tuesday
Taking pictures in the streets
We were wearing kitten masks
"We were wearing kitten masks"

We have no shame 'cause we're alone
We're teenagers, we don't care
No one's around, so it seems
No one's around no so it seems

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

Then we noticed these four guys down
Riding bikes and talking loud
They were wearing Nike caps
"They were wearing Nike caps"

When they saw us that was it
We're teenagers, we have fun
No one's around, so it seems
No one's around no so it seems

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

What we're gonna do now
We don't have a lot of options
"I think we should grow"
Faster
Don't look back
Faster
Don't look back
Turn right
Then straight on
Press the digit tap the door
Jump in, and close the doors
Looks like we're safe now
But we are sweaty
Looks like we're safe now
But we're shaking

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

The streets of Paris
Man it's crazy
The streets of Paris
C'est la folie

. . .


I know it's going to last all night
It's the only way to do it
No other choice to make it happen
Make it happen make it happen

Might seem easy at first sight
But you always talk like that
And if you please we'll make it happen
Make it happen make it happen

We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it
We know it's the new hit
We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it for sure
You're gonna love it

Our life is for inspiration
And memories are for construction
Are we talking about you or something else?
We have no clue
And if we tell lies, we'll look at you straight in the eyes

We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it
We know it's the new hit
We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it for sure
You're gonna love it

We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it
We know it's the new hit
We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it for sure
You're gonna love it

We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it
We know it's the new hit
We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it for sure
You're gonna love it

We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it
We know it's the new hit
We know we're gonna make it
You know you're gonna like it for sure
You're gonna love it

. . .


what if we were still together
would i be happier
and if shannen doherty stayed in 90210
maybe she would have never met alyssa milano

don't you wonder
would it be better
wheel of fortune
there's no answer
can you beat it
you'll never know

what if i hadn't been to san diego
would i have scored a cheerleader
and if ben affleck was making movies
would the world be better
and if i had a unibrow
would you like me that much
(?)
you will never know

don't you wonder
would it be better
wheel of fortune
there's no answer
can you beat it
wheel of fortune
don't you wonder
would it be better
wheel of fortune
there's no answer
can you beat it
you'll never know

would we be dancing the same
if michael jackson hadn't made music
does internet make us smarter
or does us just help us for porn
and if i had been popular at school
where would i be now

what if
whatever

wheel of fortune
don't you wonder
would it be better
wheel of fortune
there's no answer
can you beat it
wheel of fortune
don't you wonder
would it be better
wheel of fortune
there's no answer
can you beat it
you'll never know

. . .


We’re in my room
Watching dirty dancing
I didn’t get anything with Orlando Bloom
‘Cause I know you fancy him

If she was there
Your mum would say that everything is perfect
But she’s not
Let’s forget about her

God, it’s already the ‘nobody puts baby in the corner’ moment
And you’re getting emotional
Perfect timing for a

French kiss
On your soft lips
French kiss
You will love this

We’re at your best friends party
Dancing to Bro zone (?)
In the living room
I get you a vodka red bull
And lure you in the kitchen

It’s quite smoky in there
Have a seat
We’ll have another drink
Have some crisps
We’ll have another drink
Have that cigarette
We’ll have another drink

God, it’s already 4 am
And you’re getting tired
Your eyes don’t lie
Perfect timing for a

French Kiss
On your soft lips
French Kiss
You will love this (x3)

. . .


So you want your life back
Now what's that supposed to mean
Like it sucked it out of you
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything

I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know
Anything

Let's just be friends
Now that's a surprise to me
Is this how you network?
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything

I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know
Anything

I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know
Anything

I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know
Anything

. . .


End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

Your laugh, your lips, your smile
Your legs, your hips, your eyes

End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

When i wake up
And you're here
You say "it's not you, it's me"

End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

End of the road
Don't look in your eyes
I know, it's over

. . .


Last week I flew to San Diego to see my aunt and i met her step daughter.
She's a cheerleader, she's a virgin and she's really tanned.
As she stepped out of her massive car, I could only notice she was fuckable.
I think she was coming back of her game or something.
Because she was holding her stick and pom pom.
On day two, I fucked her and it was wild. She's such a slut.

I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
It was dirty, a dream came true just like I like it she's got nice tits.
It was perfect, a dream came true just like a sunlight in my eye too.

Okay, listen girls, I met the hottest guy ever.
Basically as I was stepping out of SUV, I came face to face with my step cousin or whatever.
Who cares. Anyway he was wearing skinny jeans, funky hair and the cutest British accent ever.
Straight away, I can tell he was rocker from his sexy attitude and the way he looked to me.
Yumm he is totally awesome.
Oh my god I think I'm in love.

I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
It was dirty, a dream came true just like I like it she's got nice tits.
It was perfect, a dream came true just like a sunlight in my eye too.

I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
I fucked my American cunt.
I loved my English romance.
It was so nice to meet you.
Pleasure is mine, I do like you.
Come to Cancun for spring break.
I'll think about it, it could be great.

And don't forget to send me a friend request.

. . .

Spare

[No lyrics]

. . .


You're just nineteen
but already the bitchest queen
your room's a mess
I'm not impressed
but damn you have
the cutest dress

the world's not fair
you just can deal with your despair
aspirin and alcohol are not enough to die, Nicole

here's a party you've waited for
makes a room for the perfect whore
all your friends are arriving
mainstream hits and magazines

morning comes and you're not home
hey Nicole, what have you done
wash them off, these memories
poor Nicole

2x
aspirins and alcohol
this is a cocktail for Nicole
fuck Nicole
is out of control
call Nicole
and fuck Nicole
alcopops and ketamine
this is a cocktail for my teen
fuck Nicole
is in my dream
that Nicole
is more than real

Don't call your mom
her baby's gone
you're in disgrace
in your black dress

dry your tears
get on your fit
take your stuff
brush your hair
bottom line
boys are not fair

morning comes and you're not home
hey Nicole, what have you done
wash them off, these memories
poor Nicole

2x
aspirins and alcohol
this is a cocktail for Nicole
fuck Nicole
is out of control
call Nicole
and fuck Nicole
alcopops and ketamine
this is a cocktail for my teen
fuck Nicole
is in my dream
that Nicole
is more than real

morning's gone
you're still not home
hey Nicole your dreams are blown
what you've lost is TNT
sad Nicole
sad Nicole

. . .


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