In the early morning, when you wake each other up Coughing like you might not make the afternoon You keep the curtains closed and you carry off a conversation But you both know that it's still far too soon to say you'll be OK La la la la la You keep the curtains closed and you hide behind the newspaper You got yourself some nicotine in the nick of time And even though the weekend doesn't really make much difference You spent Thursday on your backside whistling "Friday On My Mind" Super-supine La la la la la Smokers in love Happy and hungover on the first day of October Struggling to remember the last night of September In the early evening, then you crack each other up Laughing 'til you're practically bent double on the floor Amidst a sea of empty bottles, crockery and coffee cups Using anything for ashtrays, drinking drinks you can't afford And you're still bored La la la la la Smokers in lovePágina 1 / 1