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Times Up by Buzzcocksالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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I bin waiting in the supermarket
Standing in line with the beans (cash up)
I bin waiting at the post office
For sticky pictures of the queen (stick up)
Now I'm waiting for you
To get yourself good 'n ready (make up)
Thinking to myself is this what they mean
By going steady? (break up)
I bin waiting in the waiting room
And I've bin sitting in the sitting room
And now I'm whining in the dining room
Waiting for you's like
Waiting for the man in the moon

I was really smoldering
Seen the back of
Forty king size cigarettes (stood up)
This hanging on is murder
But if you'd just come along
I'd have no regrets (give up)
And so I'd phone your number
And your mother tells me
You're still in bed (get up)
When you come to the phone
Your voice is thick and sexy
Goes straight to my head (shut up)
And I bin standing in the standing room
And I bin smoking in the smoking room
And now I'm dying in the living room
I'm gonna forget what 1 came for here real soon

Your time's up and me too
I'm out on account of you

I was really burned out and smoldering
Seen the front and back
Of eighty king size cigarettes (stood up)
This hanging on is killing me
If you'd just creep along
I'd have no regrets (give up)
And so I phone your grandmother
She says you're still in bed (get up)
When you get to the phone
Your voice is thick and sexy
Shoots through the top of my head (shut up)
I bin standing in the standing room
I bin smoking in the smoking room
Now I'm dying in the living room
I'm gonna forget what I came for here real soon

Your time's up

Writer : HOWARD DEVOTO, PETE SHELLEY
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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