We wrote a little song at the weekend
We fell into the charts and the deep in
When I’m on the peace (?) lots of girls to kiss
Meet some other stars
Signs some autographs
We wrote another song at the weekend
Went on to the charts at the wrong hand
No one comes to say
It’s everything ok
Took you in my spa (?)
Cos then I realized
We are the Freds… we are… we are… we are
We are the Freds… we are… we are…
Would you take us home
To meet your ma' and pa'
Little photoshoot in the sunshine
Been around the world like ten times
Love was on the phone
Too much time alone
Too much paper view
Really missing you
It’s alright
It’s ok
We love you anyway