Dress up in you lyrics

I’m the singer, I’m the singer in the band

You’re the loser, I won’t dismiss you out of hand

Because you’ve got a beautiful face

It will take you places

You kept running

You’ve got money, you’ve got fame

Every morning I see your picture from the train

Now you’re an actress!

So says your résumé

You’re made of card

You couldn’t act your way out of a paper bag

You got lucky, you ain’t talking to me now

Little Miss Plucky

Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd

Get on the airplane

You give me stomach pain

I wish that you were here

We would have had a lot to talk about

We had a deal there

We nearly signed it with our blood

An understanding

I thought that you would keep your word

I’m disappointed

I’m aggravated

It’s a fault I have, I know

When things don’t go my way I have to

Blow up in the face of my rivals

I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival

The men are surprised by the language

They act so discreet, they are hypocrites, so fuck them too!

I always loved you

You always had a lot of style

I’d hate to see you on the pile

Of nearly-made-its

You’ve got the essence, dear

If I could have a second skin

I’d probably dress up in you

You’re a star now, I am fixing people’s nails

I’m knitting jumpers, I’m working after hours

I’ve got a boyfriend, I’ve got a feeling

That he’s seeing someone else

He always had a thing for you as well

Blow in the face of my rivals

I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival

The men are surprised by the language

They act so discreet, they are hypocrites, forget them

So fuck them too!