Coronation St.
Cmat"Coronation St." is a song by Cmat, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:30 long and contains 28 lines and 235 words.
Lyrics
0:26Holy smoker I'm such a joker
0:30I spent all my money on things that keep me tired
0:35And give me bingo wings
0:38That cannot fly but keep me up all night
0:43What's another Dorito to those whose life just hasn't started yet
0:52I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me
1:17I'm too tired to make my dinner and
1:21I think I'm too tired to fall asleep
1:26I think my boyfriend hates me
1:30If I'm being honest that's not deep
1:35I don't really care about him
1:38I can't care about anyone but me
1:43There's a missing part inside that I misplaced while going for ice cream
1:59Ice cream
2:13All I do ever is try to figure out what I'm missing
2:21My thoughts collect like a pile of dust in the corner
2:29From the room where I spend all my time
2:33Where I eat and sleep and dream and pine for
2:38Oh the Eiffel Tower
2:40Any kind of power at all
2:47Holy smoker I'm such a joker
2:51I spent all my money on things that keep me tired
2:56And learned to hate the wings my mother gave me
3:02Oh lord what a life
3:05I'm just a barmaid with no lines that lives on Coronation Street
3:13I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me
3:22I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me
3:30I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me
Holy smoker I'm such a joker I spent all my money on things that keep me tired And give me bingo wings That cannot fly but keep me up all night What's another Dorito to those whose life just hasn't started yet I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me I'm too tired to make my dinner and I think I'm too tired to fall asleep I think my boyfriend hates me If I'm being honest that's not deep I don't really care about him I can't care about anyone but me There's a missing part inside that I misplaced while going for ice cream Ice cream All I do ever is try to figure out what I'm missing My thoughts collect like a pile of dust in the corner From the room where I spend all my time Where I eat and sleep and dream and pine for Oh the Eiffel Tower Any kind of power at all Holy smoker I'm such a joker I spent all my money on things that keep me tired And learned to hate the wings my mother gave me Oh lord what a life I'm just a barmaid with no lines that lives on Coronation Street I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me I'm twenty-three and everyone is having fun except for me
Translation
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