When i call you will you tell me what to do

Cos i've reached a point where i depend on you

To supply me and rewind me every time that i go down

On the ground i see a face

It reminds me of a place i used to go

With you when i was a boy of seventeen

At least i think it was, if not somewhere between

That amount of fun i've not got

A lot of time to spare

Everywhere there's people staring

They think i am wearing funny clothes

Who knows, where i can go

For a meal there's a real restaurant in town



Who knows, where i can go

For a meal there's a real restaurant in town



I can see you looking through your little hole

In a wall just twice the thickness of the sole

On my shoe, i'm telling you you'd better all that i said

And be ready to go away

Anytime today


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