Nicola Roberts

Nicola Roberts - Disco, Blisters And A Comedown lyrics

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Bruises in my mind
I can't get my head off the pillow
Check the bed, am I still single?
Look like pantomime
Checking photos on my phone
And how the hell did I get home?

4 a.m. I'm hailing down a cab
He says I live too fast
Still need for double charge
2 a.m. I think I am Gaga
Maybe I've gone too far
I'm dancing on the bar

Disco, blisters and a comedown
All I've got to show now
From my Friday night out
Why why why
Do the lights in this kebab shop
Make this guy look less hot?
He's looking like John Prescott

Lipstick and my keys
Bottle and a straw
And I'm working on my door
I've got my music in my room
Rollers in my hair
In my favorite underwear

5 p.m. my 'Topshop' orders here
I sent my best friend home
Looks like she's been tangoed
Thursday night, there's only one more sleep
They better get some rest
My little dancing feet

Disco, blisters and a comedown
All I've got to show now
From my Friday night out
Why why why
Do the lights in this kebab shop
Make this guy look less hot?
He's looking like John Prescott

Every Sunday morning
I die a little
I can't help but want it
It keeps me ticking
And I can hear it calling
The heavy base line
Every goddamn morning, morning

Disco, blisters and a comedown
All I've got to show now
From my Friday night out
Why why why
Do the lights in this kebab shop
Make this guy look less hot?
He's looking like John Prescott

Disco, blisters and a comedown
All I've got to show now
From my Friday night out
Why why why
Do the lights in this kebab shop
Make this guy look less hot?
He's looking like John Prescott
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Author: Nicola Roberts, Dimitri Tikovoi, Maya von Doll

Composer: Nicola Roberts, Dimitri Tikovoi, Maya von Doll

Publisher: Polydor Ltd (UK)

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Released in: 2011

Language: English

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