"Fuck Right Back Off To LA" lyrics

"Fuck Right Back Off To LA"

Ugh, what?
You're telling me now that you've got a fucking girlfriend?
Are you for real?
Fuck you

Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
It don't matter what you say, Fuck right back off to L.A

Driving in a convertible on the boulevard
Meanwhile, I'm sitting here on the DLR
Feeling like your consolation prize
Scrolling through your twitter
Looking at your puppy dog eyes
Going, hey! Where he's gone?
He's fucked off back to where he came from
Forgotten all about me
Settled on a new project in Los Angeles

If you want to teach
If you want to preach
If you want to leech
If you wanna fuck with me
If you want to teach
If you want to preach
If you want to leech
If you wanna fuck with me

I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
Like the groupies do
I hope she gives you love
Kinda like you were dreaming of
I hope she gives you love
Now I'm thinking

Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
It don't matter what you say, Fuck right back off to L.A

Let me tell you one thing about this
There's a new girl on the block that you dismissed
Let me tell you one thing about this
The new girl's me and here's my hypothesis
Does she even realise that I exist?
Did you mean to turn away from my hot kiss?
I kind of liked you till you tried to take a piss
You fucked up, just wait till you reminisce

If you want to teach
If you want to preach
If you want to leech
If you wanna fuck with me
If you want to teach
If you want to preach
If you want to leech
If you wanna fuck with me

I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
Like the groupies do
I hope she gives you love
Kinda like you were dreaming of
I hope she gives you love
Now I'm thinking

Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
It don't matter what you say, Fuck right back off to L.A

Try not to find her Instagram, but accidentally landed on it
What a gorgeous babe she is
And I can see what you like about her
In those gorgeous eyes of wonder
They're not ever like mine were
(Now you got me creeping)
I can see that she likes you
Like you liked me, you liked me
And I, I can see that she likes you
Like you liked me, you liked me
I texted, "Bog off, go away
Fuck right back off to L.A."

I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
I hope she gives you love
Like the groupies do
I hope she gives you love
Kinda like you were dreaming of
I hope she gives you love
Now I'm thinking

Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
Fuck you, you, you, you
It don't matter what you say, Fuck right back off to L.A

It was never my intention
To be your friend
It was never my intention
To be your friend
It was never my intention
To be your friend
It was never my intention
To laugh at jokes about your new ex-girlfriend


Writer(s): Ian Watt, Amelia Toomey
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