Alba s touto skladbou:
Give Me The Money,
I drop onto my bed,
And the dust jumps up.
To settle to my head,
'Cause my heart's full up.
She's stayin at your home,
She's sleeping in your bed.
I cant let you consider,
That you just don't care.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Every morning I wake up,
And I smoke a fine cigar,
A habit I aquired in Barcelona.
Expectations are bliss,
When I'm given up to you,
Oh, I'm a perfectionist,
I was hoping you were too.
(Perfectionist), uh oh,
(perfectionist), too,
Uh oh, perfection.
Well perhaps this is why,
I could not say goodbye
'Cause these rules I'm living by,
Don't apply to real life.
Tell me how am I meant to,
Keep my cheeks dry,
Without pissing you off,
With that one word, one word.
"Why, why, why", uh-oh
Why, uh-oh, why.
Can't say these things to you,
So I have to sing it live.
When I spit you get so angry,
So I'll take you by surprise.
Poor Mr and Mrs Perfect,
Together they cannot be!
And thats a thing you had to deal with,
When you fell in love with me, uh-oh.
Me, uh-uh oh,
Me, uh-uh, oh,
Oh-oh, uh-oh-oh.
You left me for a quick fix,
But you crawled back to your cot.
Thank fuck you didn't harm the spark in me,
I know it's all I've got.
And I know that it sounds cliche,
But I know that it is true.
Oh, you rely on myself,
I can't rely on you, uh-oh.
You, uh-oh, you.
You treat me like a trinket,
Keep me in a special box.
I'm not no polite treasure,
In the chest that time forgot.
Oh, you keep me in the dark,
And shiningo, make me feel so bad
I fear you only loved me when you realize,
That I was all you ever had, uh-oh.
P-p-p-perfect-oh
Had, uh-oh, oh,
Had, uh-oh, oh.
Perfect-oh,
Perfect-oh.
