I've got a stack of 45's
And I'm playing each one twice
Now some might find this boring
But I say it's kind of paradise

I could listen to the sound of The Flamingos all day
Or the Ray singing Silhouettes
And I don't need no reasons
To spend a day smoking cigarettes

All my friends worry about me
When I tell them that I'm doing fine
Just sitting by my record player
Killing time
Whoa oh
I'm killing time
Yeah
Just killing time
Whoa
Alright

Now Roy Orbison's voice goes soaring
Across my living room
And the rest of the day I'll dream away
Singing Roy Orbison tunes

Now some people thing to work their days away
Is a far better thing to do
But I say to them if they all had my record collection
You know they'd all be doing it too

All my friends worry about me
When I tell them that I'm doing fine
Just sitting by my record player
Killing time
Whoa oh
Yeah
Well I'm just killing time
Whoa ho oh
Yeah
Alright now


Lyrics submitted by iAmaVillain

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