Well Done - Live at Le Bataclan

Well done

Why don't you get a job?
Even Tarquin has a job
Mary Berry's got a job
So why don't you get a job?
(Well done)

Why don't you win a medal?
Even Tarquin wins a medal
Mary Berry's has a medal
So why don't you win a medal?
(Well done)

I'd rather cut my nose off
(To spite my face)
I'd rather bite my nose off
(To spite my face)

Why don't you get a degree?
Even Tarquin has a degree
Mary Berry's got a degree
So why don't you get a degree?
(Well done)

Why don't you like reggae?
Even Tarquin likes reggae
Nigel likes reggae
So why don't you like reggae?
(Well done)

Why don't you like football?
Even Tarquin likes football
Trevor Nelson likes football
So why don't you like football?
Well done

I'd rather cut my nose off
To spite my face

Ah!

"Come to Paris," she said
He finally said
Shake that your head

I feel good, good, good
I feel good, yeah, sometimes feel good
Everytime I go there
And in my head

I feel good, good, good
I feel good, yeah, sometimes feel good
Every time I go there
Even in my head

I'd rather bite my nose off
To spite my face



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Kiernan, Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Mark Bowen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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