Elastica All-nighter
It's nearly eleven Do you think we'll stand the test of time You're a cloud short of heaven But you know i want you to be mine And I sitting here waiting Yeah, it's getting frustrating Got to go to the garage-uh Got to get some fags and make some tea Can you lend me enough wedge Do you want to walk up there with me And i'm sitting here waiting Yeah, tired of debating Will you do me, do me now We've been up all night I can feel a strange attraction And it's getting light But i can't spur you into action Sure not alone, but I'm so on my own, Oh! It's a quarter to seven Don't you think we've stayed up long enough You're a cloud short of heaven But I'd love to see you strut your stuff And I'm sitting here waiting Yeah, we could be x-rated We could be oh so happy We could be oh so happy
