Leaving for work Monday morning It is time for a new dawning Sitting around every day Amounts to nothing and there's no way I'm doing this for another ten years That's one of my worst fears Oh Sam Oh Sam
So turn of your phone and bring some sheets This is a place where young lovers meet This is all, all we need Give us some food and some bullshit TV We'll bunker up for days and days Call in sick we're never leaving this place Oh Sam Oh Sam
So come inside my room tonight I'll let you win I won't even put up a fight We'll have a marathon of your choice Anything you want Movies, TV, magazines Music, sex or something in between Oh Sam Oh Sam Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
