Lyrics : Huxley Ware/Tiguan Jones
Music : Huxley Ware/Tiguan Jones
So now you gotta go, I know
You need to run cos friends are waiting
I believe you, I believe you
I haven’t even given you the preview
Living on my own, solo
I tried one of those premium numbers
It was too much, got my hand stuck
Now I’m hoping, praying for some good luck
Quit your playing save my time
It’s too much for me to redefine
Cos I know you would, yes I know you would
One more way to miss the point
Come on I’m a busy boy
And I know you would, yes I know you would
Feeling like a joke, you know
Thick skinned but feeling tired
Please believe me, please believe me
Telling you Ive seen it on the TV
I’ll go there on my own, solo
Cool guys like me can do that
If i’m too much, then bad luck
Why you keep on calling me a soft touch
Quit your playing save my time
It’s too much for me to redefine
Cos I know you would, yes I know you would
One more way to miss the point
Come on I’m a busy boy
And I know you would, yes I know you would
So now you gotta go, I know
You need to run cos friends are waiting
I believe you, I believe you
I haven’t even given you the preview
Living on my own, solo
I tried one of those premium numbers
It was too much, got my hand stuck
Now I’m hoping, praying for some good luck
Quit your playing save my time
It’s too much for me to redefine
Cos I know you would, yes I know you would
One more way to miss the point
Come on I’m a busy boy
And I know you would, yes I know you would
Quit your playing save my time
It’s too much for me to redefine
Cos I know you would, yes I know you would
One more way to miss the point
Come on I’m a busy boy
And I know you would, yes I know you would