Well, there ain't nothing happening
But people telling me I got to worry.
Hah!
Saying watch that man with his ballpoint pen,
He'll take your money.
But all I wanna do,
I wanna take things slow, I ain't in a hurry.
But there's people talking like me, jiving
(?),
Messing about, my, they think it's funny.
So, hold on, hold on.
Don't burst my bubble.
Leave my bubble alone, yeah.
There's kids outside my door,
I don't know what they're waiting for, so forget it.
Cos if I let them in,
I know the trouble I'd be in, I'd soon regret it.
So, hold on, hold on.
Don't burst my bubble.
Leave my bubble alone, yeah.
(ad lib vocals)
Writer(s): Ronnie Lane, Steve Marriott
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