Disco, Blisters & a Comedown

Bruises, in my mind

I can't get my head off the pillow

Check the bed am i still single?

I 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 said i live too far,

Stung me for double charge

2 a.m. i think i am gaga

Maybe i've gone too far

I'm dancing on the bar

(chorus)

Disco, blisters and a comedown

All i've got to show now

From my friday night out

Why, why , why do the lights in the kebap shop

Make this guy look less hot?

He's looking like john prescott

Lipstick and my keys,

Bottle and a straw

And i'm walking out my door

I got my music, in my room

Rollers in my hair

In my favourite underwear

5 pm my topshop order's 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

(chorus)

Disco, blisters and a comedown

All i've got to show now

From my friday night out

Why, why, why do the lights in the kebap shop

Make this guy look less hot?

He's looking like john prescott

(break down)

Every sunday morning,

I died a little

I can't help but want it,

It keeps me ticking

And i can hear it calling

The heavy bass line

Every god damn morning, morning...

(chorus)(2x)

Disco, blisters and a comedown

All i've got to show now

From my friday night out

Why, why, why do the lights in the kebap shop

Make this guy look less hot?

He's looking like john prescott