Son Of Dork

Son Of Dork - Boyband lyrics

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Boy's we've been here for a while.
But we've finally got the style.
Strike your pose and fake a smile.
Give me Kenny, Give me Kyle.
I hate to break it, but it's true.
Fifteen minutes we'll be through.
And I won't have to talk to you.

Now you know the words you fool.
Sing along to your own tune.
Wrote to prove you are a tool.
Tell your friends you joined a boyband.
Boyband.

Good Charlotte said they like Mcfly.
Is half their fanbase gonna cry?
it's so pathetic dry your eyes.
When you gonna realise
a tunes a tune I dont know why
the metalheads want us to die.
But these days they're all under nine.
So I'll be fine.

Now you know the words you fool.
Sing along to your own tune.
Wrote to prove you are a tool.
Tell your mum you joined a boyband.
Boyband.

I get calls from girls who saw me on the TV.
Behind my back they're saying nasty things about me.

"there's the kid who blew it all,
I sat next to him in school,
Everyone thought he was cool,
'Til he quite his job and joined a boyband

Now you know the words you fool.
Sing along to your own tune.
Wrote to prove you are a tool.
Tell the kids you joined a boyband.
Boyband.

Join a boyband.
Join a boyband.
Screw your life up.
Join a boyband.
Kids will hate you.
Out to get you.
Ever since you joined a boyband.
It's really scary.
Palms are sweaty.
Potato guns are armed and ready.
Screwed your life up.
Just like Eddie.
Ever since you joined a boyband
joined a boyband
joined a boyband
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Author: Brendan Brown, James Bourne

Composer: ?

Publisher: Mercury

Details:

Released in: 2005

Language: English

Translations: French , Dutch

Appearing on: Welcome To Loserville (2005)

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