Ain't it funny how things happen

Just as we think we've got it all straight

Everything seems to be moving forward

But instead we just sit around and wait



Seems things are in a lockdown

Nervous looks all around

Everyone is speaking in whispers

No one wants to make a sound



I'm losing my touch, yeah

Losing my touch

Losing my touch baby, way too much

Baby, get me out of here

It should be clear



Keep an eye on on your front door, baby

I'll be slipping in round the back

I just need a little, a little cab fare

And then I'll let you hit the sack



'Cause I'm losing my touch

Losing my touch

Yes I'm losing my touch way too much

Baby, get me out of here

It should be clear, yes



I ain't going to keep it long, baby

But just long, long enough

I've got to pick up my passports

And I've got to get my stuff



'Cause I'm losing my touch

Just losing my touch, baby, baby, baby

I'm losing my touch way, way too much

Baby, get me out of here

Well it must be clear



Losing my touch

Yes I'm losing my touch

Yes I'm losing my touch way too much

Baby get me out of here