Nicola Roberts - Take A Bite Lyrics

Nicola Roberts - Take A Bite Lyrics

La la la la la la la la la [x2]

You always seem to want to take a pop
Like a bully by the corner shop
All over me like a polka dot
You treat me like someone I'm not

I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up
Do you enjoy winding me up?
I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up
I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up

Get your teeth round this open wide
Eyes bigger than your belly tonight
If you think you're hard take a bite

You push and push and push, pushed me to fight
Everybody's got a limit alright
So put 'em up, put 'em up, take a bite

Just because you're twice the size of me
Doesn't mean I'm scared of World War III
Sit back and grab a cup of tea
I'm gonna kick your arse now in 3D

I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up
I'm asking pretty please
I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up
I'm gonna blow up, I'm gonna blow up

Get your teeth round this open wide
Eyes bigger than your belly tonight
If you think you're hard take a bite

You push and push and push, pushed me to fight
Everybody's got a limit alright
So put 'em up, put 'em up, take a bite

La la la la la la la la la
So I was just a shy girl from Halton Brook
I'd always write all my dreams down in my story book
We didn't have many pennies, used to sit round the telly
Never been wrapped up in the way I look
So when I got down to London, had the press on my case
Cause I didn't walk round with a smile on my face
Called me a rude ginger bitch and say I bought bigger tits
They're gonna eat all their words, they're talking absolute shit

Get your teeth round this open wide
Eyes bigger than your belly tonight
If you think you're hard take a bite

You push and push and push, pushed me to fight
Everybody's got a limit alright
So put 'em up, put 'em up, take a bite

Nicola Roberts - Disco, Blisters and A Comedown Lyrics

Nicola Roberts - Disco, Blisters and A Comedown Lyrics

bruises, in my mind
i cant 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?
4am im hailing down the he said i live too fast, still need for double charge
2am i think i am gaga, maybe ive gone too far, im dancing on the bar

disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott

lipstick and my keys, bottle and a straw and im working down my door
i got my music, in my room
rollers in my head and my babys on the way
fight the my top shop for this
i sent my best man home look like shes been
thursday night, theres only one more sleep
they better get some rest, my little dancing queen

disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott

every sunday morning, outside a little
i cant help but wondering, it keeps me ticking
and i can hear it calling, the heavy base line
every god damn morning, morning

disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott
disco, blisters and a comedown, all i got to show now
from my friday night, oh, why, why?
do the lights on the make the sky a less its looking like john prescott.