I left my head at the end Of the phone last night I left my head by the side Of your bedside light I can’t sleep Cos I’m cutting my teeth on you Cos I’m thinking about
Cos I’ve got a job But I don’t work No, I don’t work And I’ve got a car But I don’t drive So I’ll see you on the other side
I make my bed on the floor Where I stood last night I make my bed in the glow Of the morning light I can’t sleep Cos I’m cutting my teeth on you Cos I’m thinking about
Cos I’ve got a job But I don’t work No, I don’t work And I’ve got a car But I don’t drive So I’ll see you on the other side
I want, you want him dead She said, nothing at all I want, you want him dead She said, nothing at all I want, you want him dead She said, nothing at all Nothing at all Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Cos I’ve got a job But I don’t work No, I don’t work And I’ve got a car But I don’t drive So I’ll see you on the other side So I’ll see you on the other side Yeah I’ll see you on the other side Yeah I’ll see you on the other side