Favourite Band Songtext
von Bradley Simpson

I hope he plays this in the car
With your feet up on the dash, yeah
I′d like that, yeah
I hope he fucking breaks your heart
I'm just kidding, no I′m not
I'm over
"I wouldn't if I were yous"
"And are you sure ′bout the tunes?"
Ooh ooh ooh
"And you should get a real job"
"This is not gonna work out"

I′m gonna write a song
Hit single baby
Something I could do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at number one
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I′m in your new boy's favourite band


So, when you see me on TV
And he′s singing all the words, oh
I hope it hurts, yeah
But you won't say a single thing
′Cause he treats you like dirt
That seems to work
I wonder if you ever left the town
You used to drag me around
Ooh ooh ooh
You think you'll make it up there
By bringing everyone down?

I'm gonna write a song
Hit single baby
Something I could do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I′m sitting there at number one
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I′m in your new boy's favourite band

(Ooh ooh ooh)

Would you curse my name?
Would you start a fight?
If my lyrics started playing in your bar tonight?
In the pouring rain, would you stand outside?
After closing time?

I′m gonna write a song
Hit single baby
Something I could do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at number one
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I′m in your new boy's favourite band


(Ooh ooh ooh)
De nada, feel alright
(Ooh ooh ooh)