The Clef Truants - Don't Want U No More Lyrics
Intro RapI paid for her cab, and Doner KebabWinked at another bird to get her mad'Cos she thinks she's the best, the best I've ever hadDemanding my jacket, she's scantily clad"Babes I'm freezing, I think I'm getting a cold, I'm sneezing"Gave her a tissue,"Babes, its season, I brought my jacket for the very same reason"Verse 1You always wanna make it seem like I'm this real bad guyBut tell me baby who's the one that's spreading all the liesYou only know to criticise you never sympathiseI need somebody who can make a difference in my lifeChorusSee I don't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldDon't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldUh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Verse 2When we first started dating she was special in my lifeShe always knew just what to say when things weren't going rightI always loved those Friday nights when we would play those gamesBut now it seems like money, is her one and only aimChorusSee I don't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldDon't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldRapAbrupt change like metamorphosisRemained courtly, courtliest of the heartiestChanged gears in the fast laneMirrored T-Pain, sprung, sang for love in vainThe bane of my existence, held your glock to my loveWe grew distantThis was meant to be far more than the praise of material thingsBabylonian girls, ain't fit for kingsUh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh),Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh),Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,ChorusSee I don't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldDon't want you no more, don't come to my doorBe begging for more, like some groupie yoWho needs desperate dough, and won't let me goCos I and I know, she's digging for goldOutroSee I don't want you no more, no more, no more,You better walk out the door, walk out the door,Cos I can't take this no more, no more, no more,Our time has gone, must move on, we must move on,
