歌词
The temptation is all too great
The know it's gone and it's all too late
I tried and I tried, but I never applied
To any of the morals that I wish I had
You wait 50 whole weeks
Through all of your seeks
When the time finally arrives
It dawns on me the attention derives
From the girlfriend that you left at home
Sitting in the living room all alone
You hate the suntan
And you can't stand to be around the short sleeved man and the gaggle of girls that are singing too loud
They fucking do my head in
You hate the tattoos
And you can't handle the skinheads
The ones who cannot handle the booze
They're making you scared to be proud
Are you scared to be proud
That cannot still be
Come and sing your heart out with me
But 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 the bedroom floor
But what about the girlfriend that you left at home
Sitting in the living room all alone