Hookup Girl Songtext
von Viv Albertine
Hookup Girl Songtext
In another town
You would be a whore
But in North London
You are just a bore
If you want
Hookup like you did before
Milk and milk
And lemonade
Around the corner
That′s where chocolates made
You can't go
You can′t go in there, I'm afraid
I was his
I was his forever girl
I was his
Favourite person in the world
Now he's asking me to be his hook up girl
It′s obvious he doesn′t know me very well
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Blowjobs, no kisses
A fine romance this is
We've done everything
And still I feel nothing
Let′s hook up
He's only got an hour, is that enough?
Now, I′m so bored
Bored with myself
Yawn, yawn, yawn
And everyone else
We don't talk
He doesn′t want to know my thoughts
I was his
I was his forever girl
I was his
Favourite person in the world
Now he's asking me to be his hook up girl
It's obvious he doesn′t know me very well
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Now he′s asking me to be his na, na, na
It's obvious he doesn′t know me na, na, na
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Just to be his hook up girl
You would be a whore
But in North London
You are just a bore
If you want
Hookup like you did before
Milk and milk
And lemonade
Around the corner
That′s where chocolates made
You can't go
You can′t go in there, I'm afraid
I was his
I was his forever girl
I was his
Favourite person in the world
Now he's asking me to be his hook up girl
It′s obvious he doesn′t know me very well
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Blowjobs, no kisses
A fine romance this is
We've done everything
And still I feel nothing
Let′s hook up
He's only got an hour, is that enough?
Now, I′m so bored
Bored with myself
Yawn, yawn, yawn
And everyone else
We don't talk
He doesn′t want to know my thoughts
I was his
I was his forever girl
I was his
Favourite person in the world
Now he's asking me to be his hook up girl
It's obvious he doesn′t know me very well
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Now he′s asking me to be his na, na, na
It's obvious he doesn′t know me na, na, na
Thinks like that is my idea
Oh, shit, hell
To be your hook up girl
Just to be his hook up girl
Writer(s): Viviane Katrina Albertine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com