Lyrics

A-wouldn't it be nice to get on with me neighbors? But they make it very clear they've got no room for ravers They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall (what's going on in there?) 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 Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow Go 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 the khazi while you suss out the moon, oh yeah Lazy Sunday afternoon, ah I've got no mind to worry, ah Close my eyes and drift away, ah A-roo-dee-doo-dee-doo A-roo-dee-doo-dee-die-day A-roo-dee-doo-dee-dum A-roo-dee-doo-dee-doo-dee 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 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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