Fun of It

I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Driving round fast for the fun of it
Seeing different girls for the fun if it
Go on different dates for the fun of it
I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Baby girl let me check up on you
The world is what I wanna give to you
Phone me up when you can come thru

Designer what do you want
You tell me you want YvesSaintLaurent
I told you I could make it from the jump
All I need now is a response
I'm always working trying to make it for myself
Working late hours could be bad for my health
Sorting my common wealth
Could you just meet me at the hotel yeahhh

Now I got you in my arms
This is where the loving starts
Ringing all of my alarms
How could you be such a charm
You say you don't want love, you just want the fun
At the end of the day you say were done
If there were other girls i would say none
I've always classed you as my number 1

I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Driving round fast for the fun of it
Seeing different girls for the fun if it
Go on different dates for the fun of it
I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Baby girl let me check up on you
The world is what I wanna give to you
Phone me up when you can come thru

When you can come thru
I don't wanna be your number 2
When were together it feels so true
You know its better when its me and you
I saw you at the club, getting freaky on the dance floor
I'll get the drinks in, tell me if you want more
Singing to all my songs, yeah you know the score
There's no need to explore

Now I got you in my arms
This is where the loving starts
Ringing all of my alarms
How could you be such a charm
You say you don't want love, you just want the fun
At the end of the day you say were done
If there were other girls I would say none
Ive always classed you as my number 1

I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Driving round fast for the fun of it
Seeing different girls for the fun if it
Go on different dates for the fun of it
I'd be spending these cheques for the fun of it
Baby girl let me check up on you
The world is what I wanna give to you
Phone me up when you can come thru

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Rex Dickie
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