Less of me, More of You

He sings with a cockney twang Clear the way for the guitar man Let's roll the dice on a Friday night I wonder if I've got the charisma As the boys roll Golden Virginia As the spotlight shines we'll be dynamite Let's have less of me Let's have more from you We'll it's easy for girls to mock I'll be knocking at your knocking shop I'll carry on regardless, it's all a stage It's a super smoking cigarette Sunday A double bill for all and sundry Solomon rests as we pay our respects So, let's have less of me Let's have more from you So it begs the question Why you ain't settled down Maybe it's karma or I'm in the wrong part of this town You're a distant constellation A glimmer of light across the nation It seems a waste to throw it all away I'm a lover not a fighter Can't tie these gloves any tighter Sit and wait for the bell So, let's have less of me Let's have more from you So it begs the question Why you ain't settled down Maybe it's karma or I'm in the wrong part of this town Mrs Wrong might be right With what goes around comes around So less of the jip You've always been hip with your feet on the ground So, let's have less of me Let's have more from you So it begs the question Why you ain't settled down Maybe it's karma or I'm in the wrong part of this town Mrs Right might be wrong With what goes around comes around So less of the jip You've always been hip with your feet on the ground With your feet on the ground With your feet on the ground With your feet on the ground