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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