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Łaszewo - messy Lyrics



Łaszewo - messy Lyrics
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It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages
One text or two would be nice and
Please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my ass off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two, but, hey
You can't even talk, you smoke weed just to help you sleep
So why you out getting stoned at four o'clock
And then you come home to me?
And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

(You hate the f*cking lot)
(You hate the f*cking lot)
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English

It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages
One text or two would be nice and
Please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my ass off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two, but, hey
You can't even talk, you smoke weed just to help you sleep
So why you out getting stoned at four o'clock
And then you come home to me?
And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too f*cking clean
You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too f*cking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f*cking lot

You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot
You hate the f*cking lot

(You hate the f*cking lot)
(You hate the f*cking lot)
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Writer: Lola Emily Mary Young, Conor Dickinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Lola Emily Mary Young, Conor Dickinson
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