Who the fuck do you think you are? Get out of my hair Who the fuck do you think you are? Comin' round here Who the fuck? Who the fuck? Who the fuck do
I just can't deal with the rules I can't take the pressure Who's that girl that you dream of? Who's that girl that you think you love? Who's that girl
(je m'appelle Yelle; elle s'appelle Robyn) Les filles sont jolies C'est evident Et moi je le suis Juste de temps en temps Les filles sont jolies Et
morning I will go spend, or I will raise warning I'm nothing but me and mine, so. Yeah I've been and gone With who knows who Doing God knows what Don
be out on your ear This thought comes closely followed by the fear And the thoughts of it makes you feel a bit ill Yesterday I saw a girl who looked
Lady where's your love gone? I was looking but can't find it anywhere They always offer when there's loads of love around But when you're short of some
already settled Yeah, long before ya Just cos we're having a say-so Not lining up to be playdoh Oh, in five years time, will it be "Who the fuck
Anticipation has the habit to set you up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there?ll be some love Tonight there?ll be a ruckus, yeah
Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses With wet white trousers on And worlds collide as the evening continues, the dignity fucks off Her brother
Who's been sleeping in my head I know for sure it was not me All those things I ___________ and All those things I couldn't see In between now and the
now who's gonna love you like me (nobody) who gon do you like me (nobody) who gon kiss you like me (nobody) who gon freak you like me (nobody) Yeaahh
her Too hot for you to leave her Who's that chick? who's that chick? Who's that chick? who's that chick? Who's that chick? who's that chick? Back on
har, har-har, ha-ha-hard Just like the world is our, our-our, our-our-ours We're tearin' it apart part-part, pa-pa-part You know we're superstars, we r who
-ha-ha-ha-hard Just like the world is our-our-our-our-our-ours We're tearing it apar-par-par-par-par-part You know we're superstars We are who we are
Boys call you sexy And you don't care what they say See, every time you turn around They screaming your name Boys call you sexy And you don't care what
' man Now who fucks with me? Yeah, now who fucks with me? Now who fucks with me? Now who fucks with me? I'm earnin' interest as I'm speakin' man Now who
a shoulder to cry Every time you're hurt Just tell me who was there to stand by? Me, that's who, who Girl, you know Me, that's who, who, who Who was
the fool You don't owe me nothin' Girl just go on and do what you do what you do Who u wit girl? Who u wit? What's up, baby girl, who u wit? I can't