Favourite Band lyrics

[Intro: Bradley Simpson]
Ooh-ooh-ooh

[Verse 1: Bradley Simpson]
I hope he plays us in the car
With your feet up on the dash, yeah
I'd like that, yeah
I hope he f*cking breaks your heart
I'm just kidding, no I'm not

[Pre-Chorus: Bradley Simpson]
I'm over, "I wouldn't if I were yous
And are you sure 'bout the tunes?"
Ooh-ooh-ooh
"And you should get a real job
This is not gonna work out"

[Chorus: Bradley Simpson]
I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when it's sitting there at Number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I'm in your new boy's favourite band

[Post-Chorus: Bradley Simpson, Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
[Verse 2: Nieve Ella]
So, when you see me on TV
And she's singing all the words, ah
I wrote about ya
She's standing on thе balcony
With my name upon a T-shirt
And I hope it hurts, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Nieve Ella]
And shе goes back to your house
Do I get stuck in her mouth?
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You'd have to take me off before you lay her down
You'd have to scream to drown me out

[Chorus: Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella, Bradley Simpson]
I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at Number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I'm in your new boy's favourite band

[Post-Chorus: Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella, Nieve Ella]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I hope it hurts, yeah
[Bridge: Bradley Simpson, Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella]
Would you curse my name?
Would you start a fight?
If my lyrics started playing in your bar tonight?
In the pouring rain, would you stand outside?
After closing time?

[Chorus: Bradley Simpson, Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella]
I'm gonna write a song, hit single, baby
Something I can do to prove you wrong
Drive you crazy when I'm sitting there at Number 1
You never cared for karma, now you understand (Understand)
I'm in your new boy's favourite band

[Outro: Bradley Simpson & Nieve Ella, Bradley Simpson]
Would you curse my name?
Would you start a fight?
If my lyrics started playing in your bar tonight? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the pouring rain (De nada, feel alright), would you stand outside?
After closing time? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)