Sunday morning going slow, I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor, the memories of the night before
Out in club land having fun and now I'm hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor though no one knows I'm here for sure
Dancing, laughing
Drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
I think it's time to cook a meal to fill the emptiness I feel
Spend my money going out, I've nothing in I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair and look for something new to wear
And start the night life over again and kid myself I'm having fun
Dancing, laughing
Drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
I look out of my window view there's really nothing else to do
Read a book maybe write a letter, mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines, the battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see a thousand people just like me
Dancing, laughing
Drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
Dancing, laughing
Drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
(Dancing, laughing)
I'm waiting for something
(Drinking)
I'm only passing time
And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
Dancing, laughing
Drinking, loving

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