Who Are You Lyrics

Deadline Who Are You

Who do you think you are,
strutting around in your underwear,
chauffeur driven in your car,
when are you gonna learn, gonna lay it bare,
you got a kid now,
your boobs are too big now.
Your career started on page 3,
now you've been promoted to reality TV,
you should have stayed where you were,
SICK AND TIRED OF SEEING YOUR ARSE IN MY PAPER!
Don't want to see your arse in the paper!
Who are you what do you really do?
Who are you what do you really know?
You're sleeping with a pop star now,
where's the football player now it's all gone sour?
But competition's on its way,
an Essex girl is coming to steal all your thunder.
Here she comes to steal all your thunder!