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Don’t Lose Your Head Lyrics
Don’t Lose Your Head Lyrics

Don’t Lose Your Head Lyrics

Don’t Lose Your Head Song Lyrics

… Grew up in the French courtOui, oui bonjourLife was a chore so (She set sail)1522, came straight to the UKAll the British dudes lame (Epic fail)(Ooh) I wanna dance and sing(Politics) Not my thing(Ooh) But then I met the kingAnd soon my daddy said, “You should try to get ahead”
… He wanted me, (Hah) obviouslyMessaging me like everydayCouldn’t be better then he sent me a letterAnd who am I kidding I was Prêt-à-manger(Ooh) Sent a reply(Ooh) Just sayin’, “Hi”(Ooh) You’re a nice guy“I’ll think about it maybe XO, baby”
… Here we go(You sent him kisses?)I didn’t know I would move in with his misses(What?)Get a life(You’re living with his wife?)Like, what was I meant to do?
… Sorry, not sorry bout’, what I saidI’m just tryna’ have some funDon’t worry, don’t worryDon’t lose your head, I didn’t mean to hurt anyoneL-O-L, say “Oh well”, or go to hellI’m sorry, not sorry ’bout what I saidDon’t lose your head
… Three in the bedAnd the little one said“If you wanna be wed, make up your mind”It’s her or me, chumDon’t wanna be some girl in a threesomeAre you blind?(Ooh) Don’t be bitter(Ooh) ‘Cause I’m fitter(Ooh) Why hasn’t it hit her?He doesn’t wanna bang you, somebody hang you
… Here we go(Your comment went viral)I didn’t really mean it but rumours spiral(Wow, Anne, way to make the country hate you)Mate, what was I meant to do?
… Sorry, not sorry bout’, what I saidI’m just tryna’ have some funDon’t worry, don’t worryDon’t lose your head, I didn’t mean to hurt anyoneL-O-L, say “Oh well”, or go to hellI’m sorry, not sorry ’bout what I saidDon’t lose your head
… Tried to elope, but the pope said, “Nope”Our only hope was HenryHe got a promotion, caused a commotion, set in motion (The C of E)(The rules) Were so outdatedUs two wanted to get X ratedSoon (Excommunicated)Everybody chill, it’s totes God’s will
… Henry’s out every night on the townJust sleepin’ aroundLike what the hell?If that’s how it’s gonna beMaybe I’ll flirt with a guy or three just to make him jelHenry finds out and he goes mentalHe screams and shouts like so judgemental“You damned witch”Mate, just shut upI wouldn’t be such a bitch if you could get it up
… Here we go(Is that what you said?)And now he’s going ’round like“Off with her head”(No)Yea, I’m pretty sure he means it(Seems it)What was I meant to do?(What she meant to do?)Like, what was I meant to do?(What she meant to do?)No, but, what was I meant to do?
… Sorry, not sorry bout’, what I saidI’m just tryna’ have some funDon’t worry, don’t worryDon’t lose your head, I didn’t mean to hurt anyoneL-O-L, say “Oh well”, or go to hell
… Just go to hellSorry, not sorry bout’ what I said(Sorry, not sorry bout’ what she said)Sorry, (Not) sorry bout’ what I said(Don’t lose your head)

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