Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, love I know its morning
Will you please stop flipping harassing me
Why do we do this every morning
Why can't you let me get a bit more sleep
But oh no, no, no, no its not you moaning
It's my alarm clock harassing me
You see i do this every morning
Every morning since you left me
(eh)
()
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye!
Oh oh oh oh my feet are aching
I think i walked back from Fenchurch street
As i remember mary making
The nights events start to come back to me
Remember dancing on the dance floor
Remember seeing all your friends
Remember seeing all their faces
When I saw you kissing all my,
Frie-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-ends
-ends, you're a little you're a little you're a little. Liar.
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The paracetamol is calling
As a result of your new boyfriends feet
The bouncers beat me like a fan drum
To add some insult onto injury
You came outside and said you're, sorry
Put me in a cab and said you're, sorry
I said no love you can keep your, sorry
Tell your friend that he will be, so-o-o-o-o-owa-oh, o-o-o-ohhhh,
Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye!
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Writer(s): Eric Bellinger, Christina Milian, Aaron Smith, Andre Proctor, Darin Swain
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