Attagirl - Bettie Serveert

Stuck in a rut in a very tight place

Judge and jury of your own damned fate

From the cradle to the grave

You’re looking for something

Snips and a snail and a puppy dog tail

Nip and tuck, but no avail

You look like hell

You’re looking for something

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It’s plain to see

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It’s you and me and a devil makes three

Don’t get stuck somewhere in the middle

You paid all your dues

And you’re not on second fiddle

Don’t say luck is something like a riddle

You paid for your place in this world

Attagirl

Better sit tight, gotta drop that phone

This is a story for the girls back home

Living on their own

Looking for something

Goosebumps, babe, gotta cover your tracks

Skid marks running all over your back

Face that fact

You’re looking for something

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It’s plain to see

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It’s you and me and a devil makes three

Don’t get suck somewhere in the middle

You paid all your dues

And you’re not on second fiddle

Don’t say luck is something like a riddle

You paid for your place in this world

Don’t get suck somewhere in the middle

You paid all your dues

And you’re not on second fiddle

Don’t say luck is something like a riddle

You paid for your place in this world

Attagirl

I want it all, I wanted everything

I want it now, I wanted everything

I want it loud, I wanted everything

I want it now, I wanted everything

Don’t get suck somewhere in the middle

You paid all your dues

And you’re not on second fiddle

Don’t say luck is something like a riddle

You paid for your place in this world

Don’t get suck somewhere in the middle

You paid all your dues

And you’re not on second fiddle

Don’t say luck is something like a riddle

You paid for your place in this world

You paid for your place in this world

Attagirl