I don't want much
I'm happy with what I've got,
On the second floor
I pass a ruffian on the stairs
What the driver saw
Through the letter box of number four,
I don't have much
It will be deafening when I do
And all these little shocks
I'll be riding my imaginary dynamo
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
Bless my heart,
And everything will be explained,
In the diaries,
Especially the latter part.
I'll be a somebody,
I found an empty glass today at home,
Give me ability,
Turn up the pedal away from his hand
And all these little shocks
I'll be riding my imaginary dynamo
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could have just a little bit more
Just a little bit more of your time,
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
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And all these little shocks
I'll be riding my imaginary dynamo
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
I wish I could have just a little bit more
Just a little bit more of your time,
I wish I could give you undivided attention
Every minute of the day but I can't
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