| You can put it down to lack of patience
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| You can put it down to lack of sleep
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| But it’s in my head to stay in bed
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| Tucked under the sheets
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| They said if you try to get on I’d get on They said there were changes
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| But now my chance has gone
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| And I know what you think
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| What you think about me Thoughts like that sink home
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| To you we’re not deep
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| Now it may be a sad reflection
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| On the way young people feel
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| But early monday morning
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| Is losing it’s appeal
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| I open my curtains at 7am
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| Just so you think I’m up with the rest of the men
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| And I know what you think
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| What you think about me Thoughts like that sink home
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| To you we’re not deep
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| You’d do yourself a favour if you gave yourself a break
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| But that’s one risk you’d never take
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| The evenings yours, the mornings mine
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| But don’t knock me, I’m doing fine
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| You’d do yourself a favour if you gave yourself a rest
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| But just for now you know what’s best
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| And I know what you think
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| What you think about me Thoughts like that sink home
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| To you we’re not deep |