1. |
Hot Mess
03:05
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Spin cuts me cold
Don’t run to mother
Any more
I just get drunk
On buses
With bad boys
Feeling
Hot
Underneath the collar
They sure do bitch a lot
I’m getting bored
With my
Exes lies
I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine
I’m always fine
But what is this
Oh what is this
OMG
Hot Mess
He’s a what
Oh my God
He’s a hot mess
He’s a what
Oh my God
He’s a hot mess
Do you miss him though
Didn’t think so
You still love him right
Isn’t right though
Safe
You gotta save your face
Gotta keep your mouth shut
And those legs closed
Now his face
Is fading
And my drink
Is kicking in
I need more
Give me just four more
You know you can do this
You can live without him
Steve you’re gonna get through this
You don’t need him anyway
You know what man
he’s been running his mouth
Up and down town
Saying all types of shit
Like you a bad kisser
Lousy in bed
And have a tiny dick
Do you know what they say
Do you know what they say
Do you know what they say
About me
OMG that guy steve?
Hot Mess
He’s a what
Oh my God
He’s a hot mess
He’s a what
Oh my God
He’s a hot mess
Motherfucker never even tried
Never once did he apologise
I don’t need him
I don’t need him
I don’t need him
Anyway
From the second he walked out that door
Jumped into bed with every stupid whore
I don’t need him
I don’t need him
I don’t need him
Anymore
Do you know what they say
Do you know what they say
Do you know what they say
About me
OMG that guy Steve?
He’s a hot mess x 4
He’s a hot mess
Without him
He’s a hot mess
Without him
He’s a hot mess
Do you miss him though
Didn’t think so
You still love him right
Isn’t right though
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2. |
WORK!
04:13
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and Damien said
"If your gonna roofie me
don't do me in the mens room
I gotta a reputation to withheld
If you wanna shock me
better me a big boy
Been around this block a few times before
Don't want your last name
cause you got a pretty face
Just direction back to your place
Don't gotta be good at this
just gotta go starfish
Bit the pillow and take it
Cause I've been waiting all night long
I've been waiting like Oh My God!
for the DJ to play my fucking song
I've been waiting all night long
I've been waiting like Oh My God!
Attention Bitches its time to dance.
Bitch you better WORK!
Moma x2
Cause sex it a game and I'm here to won
Yeah its a race and I'm a gold medalist"
He Said
"Its so easy, its easy, easy peasy
please believe me, all I needs an hour
and the internet
Its so easy, its easy, easy peasy
please believe me all I needs a guy
with low self respect... No offence.
Its so easy, its easy, easy peasy
penis squeezy, all I need to do
is wait by the exit
Its so easy, its easy, easy peasy
girl believe me, all I need to do
is look a bit desperate
Cause I've been waiting all night long
I've been waiting like Oh My God!
for the DJ to play my fucking song
I've been waiting all night long
I've been waiting like Oh My God!
Attention Bitches its time to dance.
Bitch you better WORK!
Moma x2
I know they call me a manwhore
cause I'm after the high score
I got it all sweetie but I always want
more and more and more and more
Withheld my reputation
Better be a big boy
Don't gotta be good at this
just gotta go starfish
Don't do me in the mens room
Been around this block a few times before
I'm gonna take it baby
all the way back to my place
Don't got a line on me face
My hair is looking great
I gots a skinny waist
I'm only 8 stone 8 x2
Bitch you better WORK!
Moma x2
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3. |
All Men Are Bastards
03:38
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Oh It's like a broke hip
Every time I turn around in bed
I feel a cold space
where you used to rest your head
Its like a tick
every time I heard your name I flinch
and for get myself
Because
Some nights I lie awake thinking
how much I love you
And other nights I lie awake thinking
how much I hate you
Some nights I lie awake thinking
how much I love you
And other nights I lie awake thinking
how much I hate you
And other nights I'm robbed from sleep thinking
ways I can hurt you
And other night I don't believe it
I did not deserve you
And all that I'm leave with
in the aftermath of this disaster is
All men yes
All men are Bastards
And all that I've gained
from this heartbreak ad pain is the saying that
All men yes
All men are Bastards
Hey hey hey
Learn from my mistakes
Hits like a ton of bricks
My heart it sinks
my stomach falls sick
and I just can't think
Its like a mind switch
When I see you
I hit the skids and I do stupid thing
No
Cos when I do I'm confused
and I can st-stop st-st-stuttering
du-du-du-that then leads my to
d-d-ddrinking a-a-everything
and then when drunk to ch-ch-chance a wave
to see if you t-t-talk to you me
You double take, you hesitate, you turn away,
you'r points well made
And all that I'm leave in
is this lousy fucking t-shirt singing
All men yes
All men are Bastards
And all that I know
is point that your look was thrown is that
All men yes
All men are Bastards
Hey hey hey
Learn from my mistakes
And all that I'm leave in
And all that I that I know
And its all a case in point
And it all just goes to show
And all that I've surmised
after all this time
is the fault in fart is mine
and here the reason why
Cause all that I'm leave with
in the aftermath of this disaster is
All men yes
All men are Bastards
And all that I've gained
from this heartbreak ad pain is the saying that
All men yes
All men are Bastards
And all that I'm leave in
is this lousy fucking t-shirt singing
All men yes
All men are Bastards
And all that I know
is point that your look was thrown is that
All men yes
All men are Bastards
Hey hey hey
Learn from my mistakes
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4. |
Sitting On A Coffin
03:26
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I am the ex who got fat
I'm the one who never got over it
I'm the "Oh my god you had sex with that?"
Cos my face dropped when he walked he
and he asked "How have you been?"
"Have you put on weight?"
And he must have registered my heartache
Because I smug little smile crossed his face
So being the idiot that I am
I when out and got incredibly hammered
to deal with these emotions
and I wound up in a graveyard with a bottle of buckfast
and I thought to myself
Sittin' on a coffin wishing he were in it
Drunk in a graveyard the reason I'm not really with it
Every ex. every ex should disappear
no family, no new boyfriend, no happiness, no good career
Down in the deepest and darkest valley
They should sit and rot quietly
Never to make a sound, never to make a pip
Nor to be seen above ground or pass me in the street
Because every time they do
I end up say really stupid things
and makes an absolute twat of myself
and I say things like
I'm doing great with you
I'm flight high despite you
I join a gym but I never went
and I got a new love its wise and cigarettes
I'm doing great with you
I'm flight high despite you
I got new job but lose it
and I got a new car but crashed it
un, god what happened next? Oh yeah.
Out of my peripheral vision
I see Garda approaching
Garda one says "Hey are you OK son?"
Garda two says "Hey did you lose someone?"
And in my drunken state
I thought they were referring to ex
and was I "OK" post breakup
and I said to them
I'm doing great with him
I'm flight high despite him
I join a gym but I never went
and I got's a new love its wise and cigarettes
I'm doing great with him
I'm flight high despite him
I got new job but lose it
and I got a new car but crashed it
I'm doing GREAT!
I'm Fuckin' Fuckin' Fuckin' Fuckin' Fuckin' fantastic!
I'm doing FINE!
I'm sexy bitches like oh yes all the time,
now fuck it you nosily ass policeman
So after being chaste around a graveyard
for the bones for 20 minutes
I finally made my escape and woke up the next day
in my moms house
and all I think to myself was
fuck fuck fuck I'm fucked
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5. |
Tipperary Song
04:20
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6. |
Who's The Man?
04:21
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(Spoken)
We were watching the movie Philadelphia
I know the one where Tom Hanks contracts
and with the help of Denzel Washington
sues the company that i know wrongfully fires him
Well halfway through the movie and halfway though a bottle of wine
my dad pips up and said
"Hey do you think AIDS is a plague sent by god to kill off all the gay people?"
and I looked that my mother, who you may remember just found out I was in fart one if these gay people
and I said to her under my breath
"Hope not"
(Singing)
And asked me the question
"Are you gay in your dreams
and whats with all the dancing?
Why do you talk like that?"
And asked me the question
"Who's the mans?" x 3
And asked me the question
"Is saying the N word like say the word Faggot?
What kinda baby you gonna adopt?
So you just gotta work in topman for the rest of your life is that it?"
And asked me the question
"Who's the mans?" x 3
(Spoken)
and I said "Well we both are that kinda the definition"
and he said "No no no no no no no no no no no no... Who's the man?"
and was just sitting there thinking "God he really don't get it"
and then it dawned on me
The question my father was really asking
and I had the answer all locked and loaded
I was ready to say
"Well its a 50/50 give a take relationship is what I got going there you know what I mean?"
But I looked into my fathers eyes and realised
Hmmmm that not the right answer to this question
so I lied
So I said quiet calmly
"I'm the man"
Yes I'm the man
Yes I'm the man
I'm the man
And what did he says?
I'll tell you
He said
"Good good good good good good good."
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7. |
Secret Love
04:54
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You know its sexier
when its a secret
but it gets so hard
just trying to keep it
Oh I should shut my mouth
cause the guy I'm talking about
is one I got on the go
but he isn't "open"
Oh My secret love I don't care what they say
I'm gonna put your secret safe
so that you will remain ah ah ah oh ah ah
My secret love I don't care what they do
I'm gonna stand by you
together this we can get through ah ah ah oh ah ah
He only comes around
when all my housemates are out
get busy on the couch
but his paranoid of every sound
"Oh Steven is that a flatmate back early?
Oh sorry I don't mean to be sure a freak .
but you know I gonna I gotta put the work off the street.
Between you and me I gotta put this discreet.
Cause what would the neighbors say?
My mom would see a early grave!
I'd lose my job if they knoew I was g-g-g-gay."
"Shhhh honey baby its OK
we all get there eventually
I know is a big step to take
and its OK to be afraid
and we can talk this if you like
we can talk about it all night
or you can take off your trousers
Cause I wanna FUCK!
My secret love I don't care what they say
I'm gonna put your secret safe
so that you will remain ah ah ah oh ah ah
My secret love I don't care what they do
I'm gonna stand by you
together this we can get through ah ah ah oh ah ah
and his afraid to go out
so we end up spending
most of your time in bed
which I can't complain about X2
My secret love I don't care what they say
I'm gonna put your secret safe
so that you will remain ah ah ah oh ah ah
My secret love I don't care what they do
I'm gonna stand by you
together this we can get through ah ah ah oh ah ah
and his afraid to go out
so we end up spending
most of your time in bed
which I can't complain about X2
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8. |
Be My Husband
03:32
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9. |
Waterlady
07:00
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Steven Sharpe Galway, Ireland
Steven Sharpe has a veracious, witty, and soulful style which blends music, humour and storytelling. Sharpe has an eclectic mix of influences such as R&B, Folk, Rock, Spoken Word, Blue/Soul, Music Theatre, and a number of Avant-Garde and Alternative artists. www.citogrecords.com ... more
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