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By Paul Heaton, David Rotheray(Beautiful South) Submitted by wordley Date: 2002 Apr 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.14.17.23.21184]] |
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(He) "I need a little time to think it over, I need a little space just on my own I need a little time to find my freedom I need a little... (she) "Funny how quick the milk turns sour Isn't it, isn't? Your face has been looking like that for hours Hasn't it, Hasn't it? Promises, promises turn to dust Wedding bells just turn to rust Trust into mistrust" (he) "I need a little room to find myself I beed a little space to work it out I need a little room all alone I need a little... (she) "You need a little room for your big head Don't you, don't you You need a little space for a thousand beds Won't you, won't you Lips that promise...fear the worst Tongue so sharp. the bubble burst Just into unjust" (he) "I've had a little time to find the truth Now i've had a little room to check what's wrong I've had a little time and I still love you I've had a little..... (she) "You had a little time and you had a little fun Didn't you, didn't you While you had yours do you think I had none Do you, do you Your freedom that you wanted back Is yours for good, I hope you're glad Sad into unsad I had a little time to think it over I had a little room to work it out I found a little courage to call it off I've had a little time........" |