Jethro Tull "Singing All Day" |
Singing all day Singing �bout nothing Singing all day Singing �bout nothing Singing all day Singing �bout nothing Ooh, my my my Ooh, my my my Went down to the station to look for a bed. Look through the crowds for a glimpse of a head. Nothing to see but the crowds keepa staring at me my my Ooh, my my my Down in the street trying to remember. Shuffling my feet outside of Men's Wear. Is that her in the fur coat? No, it's not December yet my my Ooh, my my my Singing all day, singing �bout nothing Singing all day, singing �bout nothing Back to the house maybe she'll phone me. Singing my songs feeling so lonely. I sing very softly so if the phone rings I can hear it, I can hear it. Singing all day, singing �bout nothing Singing all day, singing �bout nothing Singing all day, singing �bout nothing Ooh, my my my Ooh, my my my Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |