Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in Nothing to say but what a day, how's your boy been Nothing to do it's up to you, I've got nothing to say but it's OK Good morning, good morning Going to work don't want to go feeling low down Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town Everybody knows there's nothing doing Everything is closed it's like a ruin Everyone you see is half asleep And you're on your own, you're in the street Good morning, good morning After a while you start to smile, now you feel cool Then you decide to take a walk by the old school Nothing has changed, it's still the same I've got nothing to say but it's OK. People runing round it's five o'clock, Everywhere in town it's getting dark, Everyone you see is full of life, It's time fot tea and meet the wife Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear Go to a show you hope she goes I've got nothing to say, but it's OK Good morning, good morning...  Pour imprimer simplement et sans pub