Girls On TV

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dear diary Want to make a new entry Oh, you wouldn't believe me What began today Well she called me Oh that girl from the party And I thought she should be on TV When I first saw her face [Pre-Chorus] She said, "Alright What are you doing 'til daylight?" So I chanced it I said, "Dancing with you" [Chorus] She got legs like Beyoncé Give me the eye like Rihanna I wanna put her on camera 'Cause she drives me crazy, crazy, crazy Don't need no game show Or a Hollywood movie, pop video Cause as long as she's next to me I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV [Verse 2] Dear diary We finished dinner early And the way that she kissed me Sent us on our way And she danced like A professional all night And the stars were her spotlight The city became her stage [Pre-Chorus] And I said, "So Can I buy a ticket to your show?" She said, "Front row If I go home with you" [Chorus] She got legs like Beyoncé Give me the eye like Rihanna And I wanna put her on camera Cause she drives me crazy, crazy, crazy Don't need no game show Or a Hollywood movie, pop video 'Cause as long as she's next to me I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV [Bridge] (Oh, na-na-na) Like a star on a silver screen (Oh, na-na-na) Oh I'm punching above my weight (Oh, na-na-na) We're from different sides of the street (Oh, na-na-na) And I know, I know, I know (Oh, na-na-na) Still a little mysterious (Oh, na-na-na) Why she taking me seriously? (Oh, na-na-na, oh, na-na-na) [Pre-Chorus] Dear diary I want to make a new entry Oh you wouldn't believe me What began today [Chorus] She got legs like Beyoncé Give me the eye like Rihanna And I wanna put her on camera 'Cause she drives me crazy, crazy, crazy Don't need no game show Or a Hollywood movie, pop video 'Cause as long as she's next to me I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV I got all the girls on TV [Outro] (Oh, na-na-na) Na-ah (Oh, na-na-na) Woah-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, na-na-na) (Oh, na-na-na) And I know, I know, I know (Oh, na-na-na) Still a little bit mysterious (Oh, na-na-na) Why's she taking me seriously? (Oh, na-na-na) (Oh, na-na-na) I got all the girls on TV
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Credits
- Writers
- Tim Woodcock
- Seye Adelekan
- Matt Prime
- James McVey
- Tristan Evans
- Connor Ball
- Bradley Simpson