You can thank your lucky stars
Of Saturn Jupiter and Mars
That I don't know your home address
Because I'll be round to make a mess
To stick your sofa in the hall
And rip the trophies off your wall
For all the rubbish that you've sold
In silver, plantinum and gold
All the clever, bloody clever
Poor pathetic poetry
Never ever bloody ever
Did bloody anything for me
I want to film you in soft focus
And patronise you when you're poor
For all the faithful and the hopeless
And all the girls you've used before
Bring on the girls
The beautiful girls
Broadcasting live
All over the world
From exotic locations
In heavy rotation
For your further titillation
Bring on the girls
Bring 'em on, bring 'em on
To make up for the song
With it's ridiculous verse, verse, verse
And a chorus that's worse, worse, worse
Bring on the girls
Those beautiful girls
Broadcasting live
All over the world
From exotic locations
In heavy rotation
For your further titillation
World domination
I don't care if I live or die
I've got CBS and EMI
And Lionel Ritchie keeps me satisfied
Don't bring down the government
Just bring on the girls
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