Paul Weller - Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) Lyrics
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Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies)
Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) By Paul Weller?
There's a girl in my office
She keeps on stopping Right in front of my eyes Though I try and try I can't hide anymore Letting my feelings speak for me But when I try to speak My tongue gets weak I stay the lonely man I am Why should it be That my heart's under lock And I can't find the key Tell me, why should it seem That I'm diving inside without making a try Why oh, well I only want to be wanted There's a girl in my dreams Working nights on my scenes Till she has me in little bits There's a time and a place But it moves at a pace And I can't seem to keep in time There's a word for the way But no words can I say So a lonely man I stay Why should it be I confess that it's hard Turning hopes into dreams but Why did I see You cocoon yourself nights Finding soup in your flies Oh, I only to be wanted Why should it be That my heart's under lock And I can't find the key Tell me, why should it seem That I'm diving inside without making a try Why oh, well I only want to be wanted |
Who Wrote Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) By Paul Weller?
Mick Talbot, Paul John Weller
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What's The Duration Of The Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) By Paul Weller?The duration of Wanted (or Waiter, There's Some Soup In My Flies) is 3:24 minutes and seconds. |
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