Texty: The Holloways. Fit For A Fortnight.

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Another night out
Another girl on the scene
Tart with a heart
You know the kind I mean
Tell me why it is they all study art
Underage and overdressed
I cant tell them apart

This one other 'ere's got a little something else
All of daddy's money and she fancies herself
Says she's 21, shes probably 16
Got a dirty mouth
At least her teeth are clean
Jack from Tennese
Makes me think that every girl I see
Is my cup of tea

Fit for a fortnight
She aint no good for me
Fit for a fortnight
Its such a shallow scene

Well I've got the same phrase
For any of the boys
Who line up girls
Like nothing for the choice
Come to the club girl, I'll get you on the list
I'll get myself a new one when I get you on the piss
Think we stand out from the clique
Think we're ooh so unique
But the clothes that we wear
Are getting mirrored everywhere
In the morning light
She will realise
That I'm not the kind of boy that she needs

Fit for a fortnight
Thats what she said to me
Fit for a fortnight
Its such a shallow scene

Turns out that I'm not to her taste
Her fickleness was thrown back in my face

14 days since we first met
She's stopped replying to my texts
Only fools fall in love
She served up my heart on a plate
She said I passed myself by day
Guess it serves me right
For all my reckless nights
Calm has come to take me out on a date

Fit for a fortnight
Thats what she said to me
Fit for a fortnight
Its such a shallow scene

Turns out that I'm not to her taste
Her fickleness was thrown back in my face

Fit for a fortnight
Fit for a fortnight
Fit for a fortnight
Fit for a fortnight
Fit for a fortnight

(Thanks to Maia for these lyrics)