DIRTY MOUTH Songtext
von Ugly Club
DIRTY MOUTH Songtext
I hear it coming, before you′ve even walked in
The whisper whisper, so quiet but deafening
Those clothes those shoes that outfit
I hear'um
Where are you shopping?
Do you think you′re clever?
Cause of mummy and daddy
Ask yourself why you turned out better
It's fucking geography
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
I know I only just arrived
But I have to leave
Oh and oh how you know I'm terrified
Of people in the street
Putting my key through my fingers
Every man that I see′s a dead ringer
For guys that I′ve seen on telly
Grabbing a girl round the belly
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
People put all eyes on you
What you wear and what you do
Have you fuckin seen her shoes?
I don't belong in this room
I′m a penguin at a desert rave
You're silver spoon I′m paper plate
You're pedigree I′m second rate
Calm down, It's a postcode mate
I am trying to get out
Everything is going south
Have you ever cleaned out
Your dirty mouth
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
The whisper whisper, so quiet but deafening
Those clothes those shoes that outfit
I hear'um
Where are you shopping?
Do you think you′re clever?
Cause of mummy and daddy
Ask yourself why you turned out better
It's fucking geography
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
I know I only just arrived
But I have to leave
Oh and oh how you know I'm terrified
Of people in the street
Putting my key through my fingers
Every man that I see′s a dead ringer
For guys that I′ve seen on telly
Grabbing a girl round the belly
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
People put all eyes on you
What you wear and what you do
Have you fuckin seen her shoes?
I don't belong in this room
I′m a penguin at a desert rave
You're silver spoon I′m paper plate
You're pedigree I′m second rate
Calm down, It's a postcode mate
I am trying to get out
Everything is going south
Have you ever cleaned out
Your dirty mouth
Fuck what you thought
My ears were burning
Judge all you want
Your mouth is dirty
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Dirty dirty dirty mouth
Writer(s): Ben Cross, Daniel Hayes, Imogen Storey, James Duckworth, Richard Blenkinsop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com