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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Lawler
John Lawler
Vocals
Barry Wallace
Barry Wallace
Bass Guitar
Gordon McRory
Gordon McRory
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Wallace
Barry Wallace
Songwriter
Gordon McRory
Gordon McRory
Songwriter
John Lawler
John Lawler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Whoa! I said, "Oh my, oh no, no, I I was just busy watching everyone go by" Outside the shite bar, in your old, red car Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar I said, "Oh, Christ," I told you twice It's just not easy going through all these things thrice What's this I once heard, you drive a Bluebird? You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight Oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight Sick in the head, but first in the bed So easy to be Friday's nightmare Whoo! I said, "Oh no, oh, please just go You got no eyelids, and sweet Ella loves me so" She got my number, though I can't stand her I can't help digging her, I hope, I guess, I wonder And though it's clear, you want me, dear It would be easier if I was never here You got the money, and I got my reason I'll stick around with you for just another season And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight And, oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight Sick in the head, but first in the bed So easy to be Friday's nightmare And she's just getting along So don't tell me she's yours Oh, please tell me I'm wrong again It's all in a day So what can you say? Just sleep in your shoes With the window box blues Any time you choose, oh, yeah She said, "Oh my, oh no, no, I I was just busy watching everyone go by" What's this I once heard, you drive a bluebird? You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight And, oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight Sick in the head, but first in the bed So easy to be Friday's wonder
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