Its nearly eleven
Do you think well stand the test of time
Youre a cloud short of heaven
But you know I want you to be mine
Am I sitting here waiting
Yeah, and its getting frustrating
Ive got to go to the garage
Got to get some fags and make some tea
Can you lend me enough wedge
Do you want to walk up there with me
And Im sitting here waiting
Yeah, Im tired of debating
Will you do me, do me now
Weve been up all night
I can feel a strange attraction
Now its getting light
But I cant spur you into action
Sure not alone
But so on my own
Its a quarter to seven
Dont you think weve stayed up long enough
Youre a cloud short of heaven
But Id love to see you strut your stuff
And Im sitting here waiting
Yeah, and it could be x-rated
We could be oh so happy
We could be oh so happy
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Its nearly eleven
Do you think well stand the test of time
Youre a cloud short of heaven
But you know I want you to be mine
Am I sitting here waiting
Yeah, and its getting frustrating
Ive got to go to the garage
Got to get some fags and make some tea
Can you lend me enough wedge
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