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The official 'No Good Advice' music video. Taken from Girls Aloud’s album Sound Of The Underground. Listen to Sound of the Underground (Alternative Vocal Mix)here: To celebrate 20 years since the release of Girls Aloud’s debut album, Sound Of The Underground has been given a full deluxe makeover with a 20th-anniversary edition reissue! Order here: Sign up to the mailing list here: Subscribe to the official Girls Aloud channel here: Welcome to the official Girls Aloud channel. Subscribe today for a vast video collection of music videos, iconic live performances, exclusive interviews, behind-the-scenes content and playlists to explore Girls Aloud’s musical legacy in-depth. Follow the Girls Aloud official social accounts: Instagram: Facebook: TikTok: Lyrics below: Daddy told me, “Look into the future Sit at your computer, be a good girl“ And mama said, “Remember you′re a lady Think before you play and straighten your curls“ Well, everybody's talking like I′m crazy Dangerous and lazy girl with no soul But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding Baby, ′cause I′m sliding, out of control Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo I flick my finger to the world below, oh Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn Shut your mouth because it might show I don′t need no good advice I'm already wasted I don′t need some other life Cold and complicated I don't need no Sunday trips Tea and sympathising I don′t need no special fix To anaesthetise me Daddy always told me to remember Leave the boys 'til later, don't you drop down Mama said I′d never get to heaven Hanging ′til eleven, with the wrong crowd Everybody's talking like I′m only Just another phony girl who got played But I dig the music that I'm making Baby and I′ll break it into your brain Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo I flick my finger to the world below, oh Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn Shut your mouth because it might show I don′t need no good advice I'm already wasted I don't need some other life Cold and complicated I don′t need no Sunday trips Tea and sympathising I don′t need no special fix To anaesthetise me I don't need no good advice I′m already wasted I don't need some other life Cold and complicated I don′t need no Sunday trips Tea and sympathising I don't need no special fix To anaesthetise me I don′t need no good advice No well-intentioned sacrifice And I don't need no Sunday trips No chocolate box or speed for kicks Hell, I don't need no beauty sleep No need to count those dirty sheep And I don′t need no bedtime prayer ′Cause frankly I don't even care
