Bedsitter

Soft Cell

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Tom:
A G A G [Verse]
A G A G Sunday morning going slow, I'm talking to the radio
A G A G Clothes and records on the floor the memories of the night before
A G A G Out in club-land having fun, and now I´m hiding from the sun
A G A G Waiting for a visitor, though no-one knows I'm here for sure
A G A G [Chorus]
D E C D Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
D E C D And now I'm all alone, In bedsit land, my only home
A G A G
[Verse]
A G A G I think it's time to cook a meal, to fill the emptiness I feel
A G A G Spent my money going out, I've nothing I'm left without
A G A G Clean my teeth and comb my hair, look for something new to wear
A G A G Start the nightlife over again, kid myself I'm having fun
A G A G [Chorus]
D E C D Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
D E C D And now I'm all alone, In bedsit land, my only home
A G A G [Verse]
A G A G Look out from my window view, I've really nothing else to do
A G A G Read a book and write a letter, mother, things are getting better
A G A G Watch the mirror count the lines, the battle scars of all the good times
A G A G Look around and I can see, a thousand people just like me
A G A G [Chorus]
D E C D Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
D E C D And now I'm all alone, In bedsit land, my only home
D E C D Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
D E C D And now I'm all alone, In bedsit land, my only home
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Composição: Dave Ball e Marc Almond

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