Texty: Concrete Blonde. Walking In London. I Wanna Be Your Friend Again.
Happy New Year
Happy nowhere
Where are you going?
Slow, I don't care where
Where?
Oh, I'll get there
I will get there
Monday, one step, Tuesday, two
I'd crawl on my hands and knees to you
Wednesday, three, Thursday, four
I'd break in windows, I'd kick in doors
Friday, walk until I fell
By the side of the road
Too tired to tell where I was
Where were you?
I don't know
Where was I?
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I, I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
One, two, three o'clock
It's too late to start, too late to stop
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm walking steady, I'm walking straight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen
You're important to me, you're important to me
Night and day and day and night
If I can, I will make things right
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I'm sorry
For the things I wish I hadn't said
I'm sorry
For the things I wish I hadn't done
I'm sorry
For the way I wish I hadn't been
I'm sorry
"Hello?"
"Hi, oh, it's only me"
(Oh, yeah, be cool, tell him
It's the women who loves you more than life itself
That's what you really want to say)
"Well, you know, it just popped into my head
Thought I'd give you a call"
(Oh, yeah, you've been waiting all day
Getting up the nerve all month)
"Oh, I'm fine, fine"
(Oh, fine, you are not fine
You eat, sleep, think him, twenty four hours a day)
"Oh, you are? Oh good, I'm glad"
(You are not glad! You hope he burns in Hell with this woman
You're not happy, go on, tell him)
"Oh, every thing's going great, really great"
(It is not going great! You are miserable twenty four hours a day
All you can do is think about this man
And you haven't even got the nerve to tell him what you really think)
"Yeah, yeah, I gotta go, too"
"Yeah, I've got a lot, lot of stuff to do"
(Don't lie! You haven't got anything better to do
And you know it, than be with him)
"Yeah, take it easy, bye"
(Oh, take it easy)
(Once again, you didn't say anything you really think)
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I'm sorry
Happy nowhere
Where are you going?
Slow, I don't care where
Where?
Oh, I'll get there
I will get there
Monday, one step, Tuesday, two
I'd crawl on my hands and knees to you
Wednesday, three, Thursday, four
I'd break in windows, I'd kick in doors
Friday, walk until I fell
By the side of the road
Too tired to tell where I was
Where were you?
I don't know
Where was I?
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I, I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
One, two, three o'clock
It's too late to start, too late to stop
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm walking steady, I'm walking straight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen
You're important to me, you're important to me
Night and day and day and night
If I can, I will make things right
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I'm sorry
For the things I wish I hadn't said
I'm sorry
For the things I wish I hadn't done
I'm sorry
For the way I wish I hadn't been
I'm sorry
"Hello?"
"Hi, oh, it's only me"
(Oh, yeah, be cool, tell him
It's the women who loves you more than life itself
That's what you really want to say)
"Well, you know, it just popped into my head
Thought I'd give you a call"
(Oh, yeah, you've been waiting all day
Getting up the nerve all month)
"Oh, I'm fine, fine"
(Oh, fine, you are not fine
You eat, sleep, think him, twenty four hours a day)
"Oh, you are? Oh good, I'm glad"
(You are not glad! You hope he burns in Hell with this woman
You're not happy, go on, tell him)
"Oh, every thing's going great, really great"
(It is not going great! You are miserable twenty four hours a day
All you can do is think about this man
And you haven't even got the nerve to tell him what you really think)
"Yeah, yeah, I gotta go, too"
"Yeah, I've got a lot, lot of stuff to do"
(Don't lie! You haven't got anything better to do
And you know it, than be with him)
"Yeah, take it easy, bye"
(Oh, take it easy)
(Once again, you didn't say anything you really think)
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I wanna be your friend again
I'm sorry
Concrete Blonde
Walking In London
Concrete Blonde