I don't want much, i'm happy with what i've got, On the second floor, i pass a ruffian on the stairs, What the driver saw, throughthe letter box of number four, I don't have much, it will be deafening when i do
And all these little shocks, i'll be riding my imaginary dynamo, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
Bless my heart, and everything will be explained, In the diaries, especially the latter part. I'll be a somebody, i found an empty glass today at home, Give me ability, turn up the pedal away from his hand
And all these little shocks, i'll be riding my imaginary dynamo, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't, I wish i could have you just a little bit more just a little bit more of your time, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't [x5]
And all these little shocks i'll be riding my imaginary dynamo, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't, I wish i could have just a little bit more, just a little bit more of your time, I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
Compositores: Nicholas James David Hodgson (Nick Hodgson), Nicholas Matthew Baines (Peanut), James Simon Rix (Simon Rix), Andrew Robert White (Andrew White), Charles Richard Wilson (Ricky Wilson) ECAD: Obra #6155931 Fonograma #3348376