I don't want much, I'm happy with what I've got On the second floor passed a ruffian on the stair What the driver saw through the letter box of number four I don't laugh much, it will be deafening when I do
And all these little shocks are deriding my imaginary dynamo I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't
Cleanse my heart and everything will be explained In the diaries especially the latter part I'll be a somebody upon my hectic last day in Hell Give me ability to knock the pen away from his hand
And all these little shocks are deriding my imaginary dynamo I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could have just a little bit more Just a little bit more of your time I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't And all these little shocks are deriding my imaginary dynamo I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't I wish I could have just a little bit more Just a little bit more of your time I wish I could give you undivided attention Every minute of the day but I can't