It's 3 A.M. and you still look gorgeous.
My morning after filling of kicking in.
I hate to say but I'm feeling nauseaus.
I put that down to too much gin.
I'm cool until reality hits me in the face and drops the phone in the tea.And
you left no number, left your weddingring.
There's nothing left to do but kick back and see.
(Chorus)
I've seen it before.
I'll see it again.
The never ending story of Deadlines, diets and devious men.
Now just when things were going groovy.
I see the rainclouds coming in.
Wham, Bam my life's a desaster movie.
But as I'm going down on grin.
I'm cool until reality hits me in the face
and drps the phone in the tea. And
you left no number, left your weddingring.
There's nothing left to do but kick back
and see.
Chorus 2x.
I'm cool until reality hits me in the face
and drops the phone in the tea. And
you left no number, left your weddingring.
There's nothing left to do but kick back
and see.
Chorus 4x.
