Have a cup of tea to pass the time
It doesn't pass enough so I have nine
And everything to do is done for you
And there is nothing left for me outside this room
And it's cause secretly I know I'll be home soon
But that's true
Have another cup to celebrate
It doesn't cheer me up so I have eight
Put my stuff in the washing machine
And you know when it goes in dirty it comes out clean
There's not much on the TV this afternoon
Except Boone
In my room
There's not a lot to do
So if I let you in
Please don't touch anything
And if you're in my room
There isn't much to do
So if I let you in
Don't touch a thing
What, everything to do is done for you
And there is nothing left for me outside this room
And you know nothing in this world compares to you
And there is nothing left for you outside this room
And it's like everything you do is done for you
And there is nothing left for me outside this room
And you know nothing in this world compares to you
And there is nothing left for you outside this room
La la la
La la la la la la la la la
(24x)
And it's true
Writer(s): Nicholas James Hodgson, James Rix, Charles Richard Wilson, Nicholas Matthew Baines, Andrew Robert White
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