Bettie Serveert – Attagirl lyrics

Stuck in a rut in a very tight place Judge and jury of your own damned fate From the cradle to the grave You're looking for something Snips and a snail and a puppy dog tail Nip and tuck, but no avail You look like hell You're looking for something Oh, oh, oh, oh It's plain to see Oh, oh, oh, oh It's you and me and a devil makes three Don't get stuck somewhere in the middle You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world Attagirl Better sit tight, gotta drop that phone This is a story for the girls back home Living on their own Looking for something Goosebumps, babe, gotta cover your tracks Skid marks running all over your back Face that fact You're looking for something Oh, oh, oh, oh It's plain to see Oh, oh, oh, oh It's you and me and a devil makes three Don't get suck somewhere in the middle You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world Don't get suck somewhere in the middle You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world Attagirl I want it all, I wanted everything I want it now, I wanted everything I want it loud, I wanted everything I want it now, I wanted everything Don't get suck somewhere in the middle You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world Don't get suck somewhere in the middle You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world You paid for your place in this world Attagirl Explain Request ×

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