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Boring Old Grumpy & Fat
04:44
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I, I think I’ve got boring
I think I’ve turned into the woman I dreaded when I was 19
Cause I, I dream about bin day
Is it the green bin, black bin? Don’t forget the food waste it’ll smell
I love ikea, zoflora, Kirsty and Phil, binging netflix sort of chill, without the sex
And if we do, I don’t take off my specs, or my socks
And I, feel old need a spa day
Spend my time working, mothering, scrolling, pooping while kids count my plops
And I, I really am grumpy
Turns out that’s what happens when you get pissed off with emotional labour
Cellulite spreads down my legs, my arms, arse, elbows, knees and toes, even my ears
My fabulous fat
But it’s spread to my twat - now that’s just not fair
And oh would life be better if I went to nightclubs when I prefer pubs?
Or went on adventures camping in Australia? But I hate tents and spiders
Had sex with a lifeguard? ‘Hey would shave your vag?’
NO! And I’d end up with crabs
I’d rather eat cheese on my couch
Oh god I’m boring old grumpy and fat
Boring old grumpy and fat...
I, I’m so constipated
I talk about fibre, bowel movements, anal comfort, haemorrhoids, piles
And I, I love peoples kitchens
Choices of tiles, farrow and ball paint, storage turns me on - where did you get your taps?
Saturday nights used to binge drink til 4 eat kebabs vomit shag someone fine
Well beer goggles fine
But now I’m in bed by nine
And oh would life be better if I joined a gym but I fucking hate gyms
Or joined adult friend finder, fancied a threesome, but I’m so goddamn tired and one cock is enough, enough for my muff
Let’s not overstuff
I’d rather masturbate alone
Thank god I’m boring old grumpy and fat
Boring old grumpy and fat...
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2. |
The Brightside
02:56
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Oh when your life feels shit and you feel like a hit of heroin in your arm
When your husband says fuck it your hole is like a bucket and he won’t have sex with you anymoreThere’s a bright side…
Your kids treat you like a joke the microwave is broke and you're out of coffee, gin and wine
You’ve not been out in months your childless friends are cunts cause they’ve all forgotten that you still exist There’s a bright side oh yes there’s a bright side
Cause you don’t do heroin you can always get takeaway and wine
If your hole is huge you can make some money from ‘Freak Porn’
If your kids are dicks sure just take lots of pics and shame them when they’re older
Just go out with your mammy friends they’re cheaper drunks anyway
Oh when sleep is in the past you don’t think that you’ll last cause you look like Freddy Krueger
When your guy wants in the back but you hate him near your crack you try anyway then can’t sit down for weeks There’s a bright side…
You’ve stopped earning your own money and no one calls you honey cause you’ve lost all sex appeal now you’re a mom
Breast feeding leaves you dry no american pie and you’ve spent ten quid on vaseline
There’s a bright side, oh yes there’s a bright side
If you look like hell on earth then why not drink more anyway
If your ass if off limit spend time and get tips from your gay friends - they’re more fun
If no one fancies you you’ve got a head start on your sexuality dying
Media tells me that happens at 40 anyway
So now you’re just a mom tea is your jagger bomb and you won’t have excess energy again
Hard to dress the brand new you though you used to have clue and black sacks are your mammy fashion choice
There’s a bright side…
You’ve rocked and hugged and fed your boobs have cracked and bled And witching hour lasts longer than an hour
You can’t have a poo in peace your brain is out on lease to the toddler tipping biscuits on the floor But there’s a bright side oh yes there's a bright side
If you have no energy you can moan all you want no one listens to Mom
If you can’t dress well it’s a great excuse not to leave the house ever again
If your boobs are like a crime scene then…. I’ve got nothing….
But one day they will say I love you Mommy
That’s the bright side
And every time they kiss you you get some disease that they’ve brought home from nursery
What do you need?
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3. |
The One
02:51
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You and me were perfect, yes you you did everything for me
You and me were lying, or was it just me lying to you
I two timed you, I sort of loved you but always knew it was just for sex
I could see love trust joy in your eyes I liked that not you
I made you doubt, I made you psycho
I made you come so hard you couldn’t see straight
I pulled the wool over your eyes to my complete asshole ways
I broke your heart and your brain cause I drove you insane
but wasn’t it worth but wasn’t it worth it
Remember when we broke the bed and you fell on your head
Cause I rode you so hard that your penis bled
We broke your banjo string but wasn’t it worth it
Oh wasn’t it worth it
Cause you were the one you were the one before I met the one.
You always came to my house it was a bother to go to you
We always saw my film choice chic flicks were not sacrificed for you
I only answered your calls at a time convenient for me
I saw adoration in your eyes I when I booty called you
I made you ache made you ugly cry
I made your instagram look hashtag life-goals
I blinded you with desire to my dislike of your football team
Oh I bought you drink every date cause I didn’t like you sober
But wasn’t it worth it oh wasn’t it worth it
Remember that camping trip we had that threesome, you weren’t
Into it and sat outside on your own
You got pneumonia but wasn’t it worth it
Ooh wasn’t it worth it cause you were my love
The love of my life before I got a life
Yes you, you were the one before I met the one
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4. |
Successful Woman
03:00
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Mat leave is up gotta go be woman who has it all
Been up since three and done four feeds and my boobs are leaking
Go back to work with poo in my hair
Dust off my old suit and my spanx underwear
I live on coffee
Slept in my make up once again last night
I've just had 4 hours kip dear god I look like shite
But I closed the multinational deal with the executive guys
In the casino over steaks and several lines,
Gotta do my nails and hit the gym before my morning meeting
Gotta dye my hair and dryclean the little black dress for Thursday evening
Us career girls break cliches but the repercussions are shitty
Cause no one believes you’re smart now, unless you’re really goddamn pretty
Twelve months of baby groups and wine play dates, don’t judge, yea you would do it too
3501 parent mail emails
My old workmates have moved on, my colleagues all look about 14 years old
And they call me Ma’am.
Proved I’m tough fired the intern first thing
Got my period on the tube washing out my knickers in the sink
Done a zoom call with the states hooked up my powerpoint presentation
Gotta update spreadsheets check the funds and the stocks situation
Gotta flirt through lunch stay late tonight I forget how sunlight feels
Work to the bone for 20% less pay and do it all in six inch heels
Gotta update my insta and organise a hen for my little sisters wedding
Book a bikini wax and wash the come stains off of my bedding
Gotta get my waist back and still be good in the sack
And I’m stuck with washing cleaning cooking so I snack
I’m free to wear what I want as long as it’s not too loose, too tight, too short, too much cleavage or
Inviting abuse
Nine to five and then plan everything for all in this house
Pay my bills just like Beyonce, pray he don’t cheat, ain’t no time to write an album
Don’t get out much but when I do my pelvic floors weak I may piss on your floor
And yea I have it all
Get my m&s meal when the day is done,
Switch on my tinder after dinner , swipe left on every one.
Book a voice coaching class, I need to work on my tone
Speak clearly, but don’t threaten don’t be shrill and don’t moan
Buy that housewarming gift, take my nephew to the zoo
Spend money on other people’s things that I will never have or do
Missing my weekly yoga class to take a client to a game
But if you want to have it all them's the breaks that’s what they say
Fuck fuck fuck fuck yea I have it all
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Smile
03:02
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Hello thanks for seeing me Doctor
It's wonderful to see you again
How’ve I been? Really?
Well god sure don’t you know me I’m grand
ah sure I’m grand
What? Oh so why am I here?
Well, I thought that you might see I am a mess
Let me confess
Sometimes I want to sit on my own head
Cause my arse is so big I would definitely smother and be dead
Sometimes I feel so sad I beat myself then lie in bed
I cry til I am numb pull that duvet over my head
Sometimes I feel so hopeless I can’t see the point in life
So I just make a cup of tea and fantasize on jumping off the balcony
Oh I feel like shite oh hate my body with all my might
I empty reach at the vile thought of myself
Crying in the morning as I put my knickers on. This smile is killing me
That’s right I’m smiling
No I don’t look depressed or stressed
What does that mean? You think I’m coping?
Oh let me spell it out for you
Look, I have nothing to offer a man or a friend or a cat or a dog or a job or a group or a goat or this earth did I mention a man! I am sad and alone
You say it’s sad that I am sad but sure we all have spells like this
Try walking jogging hydrate yoga buy a pet goldfish
You say that as I’m smiling sure I really can’t be bad
I’m a shaking sweating ogre woman welcome to my shitshow
Oh my life’s a mess oh living with a toxic ex
My career is crap and I can’t face going to work
So depression kicks my ass back in the door
The smile is gone I numb all day and can’t get off the floor
Watching Bake Off I feel nothing I am dead inside my core
Is that clearer for you than before?
Can’t cry at Queer Eye
This smile is killing me
Anything you can do doctor, counselling, the good drugs, can you prescribe a six months in The Maldives?
This smile is killing me
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6. |
Better Than
02:28
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I was out with my better looking friend
He was out with his better looking friend
Their eyes met it was magic
Our eyes met it was tragic
Then they touched there were sparks
Then we touched he smelled of farts
And I smelled like last nights curry
But they were in a hurry
I did shots he looked handsomer and taller
He did shots so my thighs seemed smaller
We all jumped in a cab back to his place
They went at it on the staircase
Then we sighed cause we knew
We had nothing better to do
We kissed each other on the face resentfully
Ya there was no chemistry
Better it was not better
Than playing Call Of Duty
Or swiping Tinder booty
It was not Better, not better than a wank
We slowly peeled off each others clothes
Oh my god his dick looked like a hose
My vagina’s like a desert
He wanted me to gush and squirt
No chance foreplay could not be worse
Then remembered I’m built like a horse
And all fat girls are taught for sex we should be grateful
The sex was so hateful
Better it was not better
Than watching Netflix on my own
Than watching youporn
It was not better not better than a wank
The next week he asked me on a date
Insecure me sighed and took the bait
He cancelled to watch the football
Said he’d come after the pub crawl
Booty calling is so dull
That boy was cuntish as a seagull
Swooped down, grabbed me chips and quickly flew off
So, I told him fuck off
Better he was not better
Than a vibrator in the bath
That orgasm aftermath
He was not better, not better than a wank…
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7. |
You
03:23
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You are my sweet everything my never ending everything
From pick me up to lay me down
To loving me letting me feel high low
High low high low I’m always enough and never never too much for
You love clearly openly undoubtedly accepting me
In crowded rooms you ease it all
There’s never been any doubt in you
Where I am you’re always right there I’ll never never lose love for
You
You, you make me sing
I, I, I love falling for you
You’re my comfort every night from dawn to dusk in every light
Your eyes so deep I’m falling in
I’d happily drown in
You you you I’m always right here I’ll never never lose love for
You
You, you make me sing
I, I, I love falling for you
You’re still here, my constant line
There’s no wavering
No drama easy us
This love is easy it’s confident it’s you
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Backfat
02:18
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Today I’m focused, on being the best I can.
I’m wonderful I’m driven I will look like a Kardashian
I’m gonna nail it, this workout, I will sail it.
I’ll be skin and bone cause that’s what's important
My abs must be like steel with so much sex appeal.
Not one inch excess fat there’ll be, my waistline will be 23
Spray tans make me thinner, my biceps, they will shimmer.
No flab or lumps for me cause that’s what’s important
Have you seen all those ads for fasting? Starving yourself is so in right now…
I’m so fat I wobble when I walk
I’m so bland my nose looks like a hawk
Im an elephant a failure
A wart on Donald Trumps ass
I’m going to have back fat anyway
I want to be like Beyonce, when she left destiny.
Everyone hates cellulite no man can see me in the light
Suck those cheeks right in, lift up that double chin
I’ll work out everyday and tell the world on facebook
I’m trying the juice cleanse right now. The headaches mean it’s working right?
I'm so fat I wobble when I walk
My belly sticks out my face looks like a trout
My Chub rubs getting worse this chaffing is a curse
So hungry I could cry give me some fries
I’m going to have back fat, anyway - it’s my come to Jesus moment!
I’ll love my back fat
I’m bored of starving
And everyone’s got fat
And cellulite
My fat is fine
I don’t fucking care
About my thighs
I’m going to have back fat anyway
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9. |
Bounce
01:44
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Bounce bounce baby oh bounce bounce girl
Bounce that baby bounce that jelly jiggle jiggle twirl
Bounce bounce baby bounce bounce woman
Love bouncing love bouncing love bouncing screw bouncing back. Just bounce.
I just grew a little baby inside my body
Glanced in the mirror here’s what it told me
Stretch marks, jiggle, spud cellulite
Bingo wings and a Kim K bum right?
Gotta bounce back no no to a chubby tum
Put that cookie down do not eat another crumb
Shredding, juicing, counting calories
Screw all that let me eat some cheese
Bouncing back? No I just bounce and wobble
Bounce bounce back no I love my curves and gobble
All the carbs and chocolate in my house in my car
Could go jogging but I’ve not slept singing twinkle twinkle little star
Bounce bounce baby oh bounce bounce girl
Bounce that baby bounce that jelly jiggle jiggle twirl
Bounce bounce baby bounce bounce woman
Love bouncing love bouncing love bouncing screw bouncing back. Just bounce.
Sure I’ve got cellulite
I love my spuds alright?
Functioning on three hours sleep
No more time for that upkeep
Pink, Bey and Kylie J
Are human don’t care what they weigh
That jelly loves your granny pants
Get up dance dance dance
Bounce bounce baby oh bounce bounce girl
Bounce that baby bounce that jelly jiggle jiggle twirl
Bounce bounce baby oh bounce bounce woman
Love bouncing love bouncing love bouncing screw bouncing back. Just bounce.
Bounce bounce baby oh bounce bounce girl
Bounce that baby bounce that jelly jiggle all around the world
Bounce bounce baby bounce bounce woman
Love bouncing love bouncing love bouncing screw bouncing back. Just bounce.
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10. |
When This Is Done
03:44
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My insides hurt over this
My insides hurt with memories of last time we
Fought over board games got drunk until 3 winding each other up
Oh and I’m missing it
I miss it, we’re missing it
I wonder will you iron my knickers
Fall asleep snoring to The Late Late after one glass of blue nun
Chats of wooden spoon threats with your coat pockets brim full of tissues and holy medals
We’re missing it
When all this is done you’ll be sick of us
Invading your house waking you at 6
With kids screaming loudly they’re crazy they’re running to you
You squeeze them so tight as only you can
We’ll not let go when all this is done done done
When this is done we’re running to you
Thinking we’re 16 again
Stumble home hiding in bushes waiting for your eyes thrown to heaven
But there’s sandwiches in the fridge & hot water bottles in the bed
Oh I’m missing it, we’re missing it
CHORUS
Faces of best friends and sing songs and stories
Doling out well meant abuse and staying up till sunrise
20 thousand calls and voice mails are just not the same
As pouring your red wine or sounds of the craic with us laughing and fighting and together
CHORUS
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Riona O Connor London, UK
Riona is a comedy song writer and creator with an addiction to a jam and eggs combo.
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