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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ian McLagan
Ian McLagan
Piano
Kenney Jones
Kenney Jones
Drums
Steve Marriott
Steve Marriott
Guitar
Ronnie Lane
Ronnie Lane
Bass Guitar
Small Faces
Small Faces
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Lane
Ronnie Lane
Composer
Steve Marriott
Steve Marriott
Composer

Lyrics

A-wouldn't it be nice to get on with me neighbours But they make it very clear They've got no room for ravers They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall They doing me crust in, it's no good at all - ah Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry I close my eyes and drift away-a Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow Gor blimey hello Mrs. Jones How's old Bert's lumbago? He mustn't grumble Tweedle dee bite I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune Tweedle dee bite To sing in your party while you souse at the moon - oh yeah Lazy Sunday afternoon-a - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite I've got no mind to worry - yeah - I've got no mind to worry Close my eyes and drift away-a Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di A-root-de doot de dumb, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee - doo doo There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say And no one can stop me from feeling this way - yeah Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry Close my eyes and drift away Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry Close my eyes and drift a- Close my mind and drift away Close my eyes and drift away
Writer(s): Ronnie Lane, Steve Marriott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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