COME ON YOU SLAGS!

Lyrics

[Verse] I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— [Chorus] Come on, you slags! [Verse] I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— [Chorus] Come on, you slags! [Verse] I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— I'm going to give you a coming-out party, at your own house It's perfect and you can't refuse It's my gift to you, it's your fantasy Fantasia, having a party is not my idea of a fantasy Especially right now The party isn't the fantasy, I know what you'd like It's the fantasy you once told me about, remember? I don't remember telling you about it What is it? What's the fant— [Chorus] Come on, you slags! Come on, you slags!