- Votes:
- Composers:
- Cooper
- Miranda Eleanor De Fonbrune / Higgins
- Brian Thomas / Powell
- Timothy Martin / Gray
- Matthew Del / Cowling
- Lisa / Coler
- Nick / Mahan
- Shawn Lee / Larcombe
- Tim Elliot / Nystroem
- Lene Crawford
- Genres:
- Pop
- Tags:
- british
- dance
- girls aloud
- xenomania
- See also:
Girls Aloud - No Good Advice lyrics
Daddy told me look into the future
Sit at your computer be a good girl
And Mama said remember your a lady,
Think before your play and straighten your curls,
Well everybodys talking like I'm crazy
Dangerous lazy girl with no soul
But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
Baby cause I'm sliding, out of control
[BRIDGE]
Here I go on the road crank the stereo
I flick my finger to the world below oh
Here I am dirty hands I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth and lets give a show
[CHORUS]
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
To add sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me
Daddy always told me to remember,
Leave the boys till later don't you drop down
Mama said I'd never get to heaven
Hang out till eleven with the wrong crowd
Everybody's talking like I'm only
Just another phony girl who can't play
But I dig the music that I'm making
Baby and I'll break it into your brain
Girls Aloud - No Good Advice - http://motolyrics.com/girls-aloud/no-good-advice-lyrics.html
[BRIDGE]
Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo
I flick my finger to the world below, oh
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth and lets give a show
[CHORUS]
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
To add sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me
[CHORUS]
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
To add sympathising
I don't need no special fix
To anaesthetise me
[Spoken]
I don't need no good advice
No well intentioned sacrifice
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
Cos frankly I don't even care