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von Morten Abel
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Yohoo...
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Yohoo...
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I was walking down the sunny street on a Wednesday afternoon
And I thought about my life and that I had to sort it out soon
All my friends and neighbours they go to work every day and get paid
Do I have to feel embarrassed when I think of what I′ve done today?
Nothing inparticular, Nothing inparticular
Nothing inparticular, Nothing inparticular
I was up around 11 because there was someone at the door
And it took a lot of my energy as I live on the second floor
I watched a bit of TV, read a magazine, made a pot of tea
And just let the day go by by doing, nothing really
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you′re tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you 'cause I've got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
Nothing inparticular hey, Nothing inparticular hey
Nothing inparticular hey, Nothing inparticular hey
I get out of bed if the sun shines
I′ve got all the time in the world
Time is not elastic, but I go when it is my turn
I don′t wanna run around in the mist and the dawn of the doom
If it's rainy outside, I′ll stay in my boom, yeah
It's a social democratic deadly street we′re walking down
And I respect that you are, but I am not a clown
So I don't want to stress to be the best last of the contest
Now I′ve got a life to live, so I put my ambitions to rest
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you're tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you ′cause I′ve got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
Hey, go and get your mail and tip out and read it
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you′re tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you 'cause I′ve got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
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Yohoo...
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I was walking down the sunny street on a Wednesday afternoon
And I thought about my life and that I had to sort it out soon
All my friends and neighbours they go to work every day and get paid
Do I have to feel embarrassed when I think of what I′ve done today?
Nothing inparticular, Nothing inparticular
Nothing inparticular, Nothing inparticular
I was up around 11 because there was someone at the door
And it took a lot of my energy as I live on the second floor
I watched a bit of TV, read a magazine, made a pot of tea
And just let the day go by by doing, nothing really
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you′re tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you 'cause I've got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
Nothing inparticular hey, Nothing inparticular hey
Nothing inparticular hey, Nothing inparticular hey
I get out of bed if the sun shines
I′ve got all the time in the world
Time is not elastic, but I go when it is my turn
I don′t wanna run around in the mist and the dawn of the doom
If it's rainy outside, I′ll stay in my boom, yeah
It's a social democratic deadly street we′re walking down
And I respect that you are, but I am not a clown
So I don't want to stress to be the best last of the contest
Now I′ve got a life to live, so I put my ambitions to rest
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you're tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you ′cause I′ve got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
Hey, go and get your mail and tip out and read it
Baby I love you and you don't have to lift a finger
Cause you′re tired and you need a little rest
Baby I love you 'cause I′ve got myself a winner
They will come and go, but you will always be the best
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Writer(s): Borge Fjordheim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
