Robbie Williams Hot Fudge Lyrics

Queen b____, eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and I won't be the worst
She's done most of LA
Cant' find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Collagen jeanie, you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows Oh my Sunset Rodeo

Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast are moving to LA
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 Mother things have got to change I'm moving to LA

Take the p___, always English,
God bless you Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter is cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me
can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it

Moving to LA Keep on moving
keep on moving keep on moving to LA LA LA
Keep on moving moving on Keep on moving
moving on Keep on moving moving on
Keep on moving moving on Keep on moving
moving on Keep on moving moving on
...and stop

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