Bide Your Time Lyrics

The temptation is all too great To know it's gone and it's all too late I tried and I tried and but I never applied To any of the morals that I wish I had
You wait fifty one weeks Through all of your hides And all of your seeks When the time finally arrives
It dawns on me that your attention derives From the girlfriend that you left at home Sitting in the living room all alone
You hate the sun tan And you can't stand To be around A short sleeve man
And the gaggles of girls Who are singing too loud Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos And you can't handle the skinheads The ones who cannot handle their booze Their making you scared to be proud Why's that not allowed?
If you bide your time and you stand there And you wait in line It won't be long before her sarong Is lying on your bedroom floor
But what about your girlfriend That you left at home Sitting in her living room all alone
You hate the sun tan And you can't stand To be around A short sleeve man
And the groups of girls Who are singing dead loud Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos And you can't handle the skinheads The ones who cannot handle their booze Their making you scared to be proud
From the girlfriend That you left at home Sitting in her living room all alone
You hate the sun tan And you can't stand To be around A short sleeve man
And the groups of girls Who are singing dead loud Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos And you can't handle the skinheads The ones who cannot handle their booze And their making you scared to be proud Why is that not allowed?