Da-da...

Ahhh...



Hold my breath for three more year

Yeah, three years

On my own on Saturdays



It's glorious *2



We were tired from the

Scrabbled and we slept

Through the window came the rain



It's glorious *6



Being tired from the

Hold my breath for three more year

Yeah, three years

On my own on Saturdays



It's glorious *3