Lads! Lads! Lads!

Don't know what you see in this joker
Doesn't wear socks under his loafers
Can't really see cos his veneers are blinding me
Fresh off a plane from Southern Turkey
Few laps round town just for fun
How can he be bringing girls home back to his mums?
Gets out his guns for every photo
Leaning on the back of his friends souped up white polo
I know he says he really likes you, babe, but I'm sorry to say
You're just a trophy
He only dates you to impress his mates
And they're all the same so listen closely
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Take you for a Nandos, are you gonna bang though?
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Got a massive speaker, club mix from Ibiza
You told him no and he lost it
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic
Cat calls and stella
Going hell for leather
In the spoons down the road
With big Dave and all the fellas
Making his way from A to Z
How d'you fit that ego in those stupid skinny jeans?
Got all the lines and all the lingo
Once he's got his way all his charm goes out the window
Know he says he really likes you, babe, but I'm sorry to say
You're just a trophy
He only dates you to impress his mates
And they're all the same so listen closely
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Take you for a Nandos, are you gonna bang though?
Lads! lads! Lads!
Got a massive speaker, club mix from Ibiza
You told him no and he lost it
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic
Lads on tour, say no more
Boys will be boys, taking one for the wingman
Cheer up it luv, it's just a bit of banter
Darling what's the matter, well there's a simple answer
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Take you for a Nandos, are you gonna bang though?
Lads! lads! Lads!
Got a massive speaker, club mix from Ibiza
You told him no and he lost it
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic
Lads! Lads! Lads!
Coz masculinity is so fucking toxic



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Writer(s): Robb Andrew Whiteman, Amie Pendarves, Sophie Clare Howes
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