She's A Mess
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She's A Mess
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London, let's go
London, let's go
London, let's go
Sugababes, let's go
She got her red pumps, red purse
She gon' make some necks jerk tonight, eh
Hit the ATM, get that wad
She gon' party round the clock, yeah, tonight, eh
Went and got her car washed just so she can pull up like "What's up?"
(What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?)
Now she and her girls 'bout to start a riot when they hit the club
And now they at the bar
Drinking bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle (Hey)
Bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after...
She's such a mess
Up in that dress
She's sweating bullets
I'm not impressed
Her make-up's running
Her heels are broke
But that won't stop her
Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho
It's two in the mornin', they ain't servin' no more alcohol tonight, eh
She got a four-seater filled with nine people she don't even know
tonight, eh
'Bout to hit the after part, tomorrow she might be sorry, but
it's alright
(Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)
The sun is coming up but she's filling up her cup, yeah, that's right
And now she at the house
Drinking bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle (Hey)
Bottle, after bottle, after bottle, after bottle...
She's such a mess
Up in that dress
She's sweating bullets
I'm not impressed
Her make-up's running
Her heels are broke
But that won't stop her
Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho
This is how them girls get down
Just another night in London town
They ain't try'na sober up - they keep drinking
Bottle, after bottle, after...
Champagne's flowing, music's going
A whole paycheck best believe she's blowing
'cause it's so hard to stop when you're ordering
Bottle, after bottle...
She's such a mess
Up in that dress
She's sweating bullets
I'm not impressed
Her make-up's running
Her heels are broke
But that won't stop her
Watch her get messed up some mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-more
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho, psycho
Everybody go mad, everybody go psycho, psycho
She's such a mess
Up in that dress
She's such a mess
Up in that dress
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