All dressed up with somewhere to go
Got ten new messages on your phone
Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces
The night goes on and on and on and on
Where're you going and where's Steve gone
This whole night is just falling to pieces

And you go on and on and on
Talking shite through the night
Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces
You slag off America in the pu
Saying the war was shite
Then in the club drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

This girl's mouth is moving 'ra ra ra'
Her eyes and fingers are slipping
She drops a glass and it's falling to pieces
The guy behind, his eyes meet mine
Please I don't want a fight
Just don't touch my face, or hair
Cos that would ruin my night

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

[Here onwards is only in the 18 minute Dior Homme version]

Right listen, yeah, okay, fine, do you know where Steve is?
I thought he was with you
Okay Erm
If you see him, tell him that, erm, that, no, let me finish,
Okay yeah, erm, yeah if you see him,
Tell him that I forgot the money I owe him,
So that's fine, yep, okay alright,
Yeah I'll see you later, no it's fine
No I didn't, no no, it's fine, it's okay, I'll see you later,
I'll see you later, I've got to go,
I've got to go, buh-bye

Okay, yeah, can I, uh, get two of them and a pint of that?
Yeah How much? No way!
Okay, I've got to use my card
Okay Alright, how you doing?
Did you see that, uh, thing last night?
Yeah, it was good, it was about Stephen Hawking
Yeah, no, seriously, it was good, seriously
He was going on about, uh,
Black holes, string theory and all that, I dunno
What you been up to, yeah, anyway? Scuba diving?
No way Okay, how was that?
I've gotta go to the toilets

Alright? Yeah, yeah I got my hair cut the other day
No, no it's not bad for eight quid
Well I just said, you know, I wanted a tidy trim
Just looks a bit shit round the back
It was the Greek bloke actually, on Finchley Road
Yeah, when I came out of there, I was looking like ten notes