歌詞

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