Lyrics
Excuse me mr c one more champagne please, you must be blind, but if you think
oh you and all your people
But if you think, excuse me mr c one more champagne please, i never meant to hurt or make you cry
Oh you re so vain i can t believe it, you re the rich boy from my town, you re blind
But if you think, you re coming home with me who you tryna kid
Excuse me mr c who you tryna kid, oh you re so vain i can t believe it excuse me mr c excuse me mr c
Excuse me mr c one more champagne please, but if you think Nina, but that can t win me round
i ll take the drink
Just trying to boast about your parents house in the south of france, you re blind
Excuse me mr c one more champagne please, excuse me mr c and a strawberry daiquiri, but conversation s dry
I ve come to conclusion you re quite fit, you re coming home with me who you tryna kid
I ll take the drink, but if you think
She s waiting for you in her new x5, and i m laughing at the way you dance Mr, i ll take the drink
excuse me mr c and a strawberry daiquiri
your mum s outside
you think i like you cause you bought me a drink
excuse me mr c who you tryna kid
Oh you re so vain, she s waiting for you in her new x5
but if you think
but i m under no illusion you re a dick
But if you think, i ll take the drink
I ve come to conclusion you re quite fit, oh you re so vain i can t believe it
You think i like you cause you bought me a drink, you re blind Mr, oh you and all your people
Excuse me mr c who you tryna kid, or maybe i m unkind, or maybe i m unkind
you re the rich boy from my town
Excuse me mr c who you tryna kid, just trying to boast about your parents house in the south of france
You re coming home with me who you tryna kid, i never meant to hurt or make you cry Nesbitt, i ll take the drink
But conversation s dry, you re the rich boy from my town
I m sure she ll dry those eyes, you re coming home with me who you tryna kid
you re coming home with me who you tryna kid
Oh you re so vain i can t believe it excuse me mr c excuse me mr c, you re coming home with me who you tryna kid, you must be blind
You re coming home with me who you tryna kid, oh you re so vain i can t believe it excuse me mr c excuse me mr c
But conversation s dry, but that can t win me round Nina, you re blind
Oh you re so vain, but if you think Mr, oh you re so vain i can t believe it excuse me mr c excuse me mr c
Your mum s outside, or maybe i m unkind
Oh you re so vain i can t believe it, i ve come to conclusion you re quite fit, and i m laughing at the way you dance
