Jethro Tull - Singing All Day
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing,
Oo, My, My, My,
Oo, My, My, My.
Went Down To The Station To Look For Her There,
Looked Through The Crowds For A Glimpse Of Her Hair,
Nothing To See But The Crowds Keep A-staring At Me,
My, My,
Oo, My, My, My.
Down In The Street, Try'n' To Remember,
Shuffling My Feet Outside A Menswear,
Is That Her In The Fur Coat?
No It's Not December Yet,
My, My, My,
Oo, My, My, My.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing.
Back To The House, Maybe She'll Phone Me,
Singing My Song, Feeling So Lonely.
I'll Sing Very Softly, So If The Phone Rings
I Can Hear It, I Can Hear It.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing.
Singing All Day, Singing `bout Nothing,
Oo, My, My, My,
Oo, My, My, My.
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