There was a time When crazy days would start with wine And now I tow a different line I stay in bed and use my loaf instead f my bread And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long That something's gonna go wrong It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah Friends with mr sheen yeah Don't have to wean myself up on nothing I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often Stroll on
There was a time When I would dread what I had said Waking up in someone's bed Wondering who I was Naked and cold With an ache in my head And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long That's something's gonna go wrong It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah Friends with charlie sheen yeah Don't have to wean myself up on nothing I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
I'm clean yeah Gonna meet the queen yeah I won't be obscene yeah 'cos I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often Stroll on and on and on and on and on Oh yeah
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