Glue Ears Lyrics

Eleven o'clock on a motorway it wasn't very nice
still raining, spied a man he looks away
I never liked him much no conversation
skills went on a quiz show once
and nearly won, encyclopaedic
Sunday drive to birthday lunch
had an argument, they're car sick
oh, shiver on to your own front door
so much to get back for

clumsy, clumsy aren't we, dressed in paper and
holding hands with gloves on
eyes and comedy
shakes mere clumsy all wrapped in paper and fears
can't pay attention, got glue ears

seven o'clock on a motorway, she isn't going out, she's only visiting dad who was locked away
now he just recites lines from movies
kid in the back is eating flies
wish his mother didn't dress him funny
she still sighs still dots her eyes
with little hearts she worries

oh, shiver onto your own front door
so much to get back for
clumsy, clumsy aren't we, dressed in paper and
holding hands with gloves on
eyes and comedy
shakes we're clumsy all wrapped in paper and fears
can't pay attention when you've got glue ears

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