Hot Mess - Sam Sparro

I know you fancy yourself as a sexy bitch

It’s in the way that you walk

And do ya kiss your mother with those expensive lips?

You’ve sure got expensive talk

And well your lavish life might appear delicious

But not particularly nutritious

But you need it don’t you baby?

No you’re nothing without their gazes

They don’t love you

They’re your strangers

Look how far you have come

You’re amazing

You’re amazing

Yeah you worked so hard just to shed your shackles

But when you need a tea

Now every one knows you

And they all talking, but not favorably

If you wipe the oblivion from the mirror

You just might see things a little clearer

But you need it don’t you baby?

No your nothing without their gazes

They don’t love you

They’re your strangers

Look how far you have come

You’re amazing

You’re amazing

And you wonder why the people can’t stop looking

It’s exactly what you want us to do

Well everybody’s searching for their one hot minute

But we’ve all got to get a bigger piece of you

Baby, you’re a hot hot mess

But you need it don’t you baby?

No your nothing without their gazes

They don’t love you

They’re your strangers

Look how far you have come

You’re amazing

You’re amazing