Lyrics:
Williams Robbie Ja Ja Ve Ve

Sitting in the cheap seats underneath the stars I'm heading back to base, I'll drop you off at Mars I'm sure I know your face, or what star you're from

My breath smells of a thousand fags And when I'm drunk I dance like me dad I've started to dress a bit like him Early morning when I wake up I look like

You've been naughty, very very naughty Are you cut up? Or do you easily forget? Are you still around? Why haven't you managed to die yet? You could prop

soul that's torn I have got so much to give you My heart is starved of love in these radio days I try to listen hard to what my conscience says I know I've

should've had Are a cabaret haze There's just a hole Where you know he should've been There's no one worse off than you When you can't describe what you've

you're big enough Stand your ground, you know too much Today drifts into tomorrow And you could almost taste the sorrow Stand your ground, you've had

across the water Oh mushroom Monsoon Come soon Oh Lord I feel nothing I know much smarter men Never got this far I've got too many regrets I've smoked too many cigarettes I've

Translation: Williams, Robbie. I've Sung Some Songs That Were Lame.

: My breath smells of a thousand fags And when I'm drunk I dance like me Dad I've started to dress a bit like him Early morning when I wake up I look