Lyrics:

Aint It Funny How Things Happen

just As We Think Weve Got It All Straight

everything Seems To Be Moving Forward

but Instead We Just Sit Around And Wait



seems Things Are In A Lockdown

nervous Looks All Around

everyone Is Speaking In Whispers

no One Wants To Make A Sound



im Losing My Touch, Yeah

losing My Touch

losing My Touch Baby, Way Too Much

baby, Get Me Out Of Here

it Should Be Clear



keep An Eye On On Your Front Door, Baby

ill Be Slipping In Round The Back

i Just Need A Little, A Little Cab Fare

and Then Ill Let You Hit The Sack



cause Im Losing My Touch

losing My Touch

yes Im Losing My Touch Way Too Much

baby, Get Me Out Of Here

it Should Be Clear, Yes



i Aint Going To Keep It Long, Baby

but Just Long, Long Enough

ive Got To Pick Up My Passports

and Ive Got To Get My Stuff



cause Im Losing My Touch

just Losing My Touch, Baby, Baby, Baby

im Losing My Touch Way, Way Too Much

baby, Get Me Out Of Here

well It Must Be Clear



losing My Touch

yes Im Losing My Touch

yes Im Losing My Touch Way Too Much

baby Get Me Out Of Here