Lyrics Pick It Up - Fast Romantics

Pick It Up

Four in the morning
Never really felt right
We’ve been staying up so late
We’re still looking for the night
We’ve got the television dancing
I’m in a telephone hurricane
We got that photographic dreaming
But I can hear my Momma say
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing’s gonna happen
If you’re broken down all day
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing ever happens
When you mess around that way
I know I said I’d be a millionaire
By the time I turned twenty-eight
There was a million ways to get there
I took a wrong turn at the gate
I got a stomach full of hunger
I know my heart is full of gold
I want to give my body to ya
Before it gets to old, all right
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing’s gonna happen
If you’re broken down all day
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing ever happens
When you mess around that way
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La la la la
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La la la la la la la la la la
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Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing’s gonna happen
When you mess around that way
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing’s gonna happen
When you’re broken down all day
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick yourself up
Nothing ever happens
Nothing ever happens (Ah!)
Nothing ever happens (I said)
Nothing ever happens
When you mess around that way