Let Me Finish Songtext
von Marti Webb

Just what time of night do you call this?
No, I′m not alright
I have had enough
Don't you interrupt
Let me finish I said let me finish
I′m tired of waiting for something to happen
Sorry?
I can't live like this any longer
I am not a saint
I've said this before but you haven′t heard
Let me finish
This time let me finish
Wait a minute!
You′ll get your turn
It's not often I get the chance to talk
I forget the last time I saw a person
Fifth Avenue might as well be Mars!
Never thought I would ever say
Keep Manhattan
Give me Muswell Hill


I′d have had more fun with Neville Braithwaite
That old devil Neville always put me first (on occasions)
No I don't want a drink!
Not yet I′ve rehearsed these next lines for ages
Why do I feel cold?
I suppose it's nerves
I don′t need a drink
Let me finish
I said let me finish
I've had it to here with your business problems
I don't want to dance with your boss once a year
I don′t care if the neighbours hear
You always say we British are too reserved
I need a change I must do something new or I will go mad
Not now!
Let me finish
You′ll get your chance to call me a child
We've got to make decisions
Don′t touch me get away
Don't you touch me!
This isn′t a joke for God's sake stop smiling
Don′t run out we won't solve anything that way
Come back
Can't we sit and talk this thing over?