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Sorry for Laughing Lyrics
It took ten years to realise
Why the angel start to cry
When you roll on down the lane
Your happy smile, your funny name
I'm not being mean, so don't take it hard
When I ask you to run round the yard
It’s so hopeless to close the blinds
You know I’d help you if I could, but both my arms are made of wood
Just don't mean the things that I say
It's only 'cause you're made that way
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
When we grooved on into town
Charles Atlas stopped to frown
'Cause he's not made like me and you
Just can't do the things we do
You know it’s times like these you have to pay
So sorry to turn on that way
Why the angel start to cry
When you roll on down the lane
Your happy smile, your funny name
When I ask you to run round the yard
You know I’d help you if I could, but both my arms are made of wood
It's only 'cause you're made that way
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Charles Atlas stopped to frown
'Cause he's not made like me and you
Just can't do the things we do
So sorry to turn on that way
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think this is a different recordng from the one above:
It took ten years to realize Why the angel start to cry When you roll on down the lane In your happy smile, your funny name
I´m not being mean so don´t take it hard When I ask you to run on the yard
It´s so hopeless to define Why you jump to close the blinds, you You know I´d help you if I could, but both my arms are made of wood
Just don't mean the things I say It's only 'cause you're made that way
Sorry for laughing There's too much happening (repeat)
tchika, tchika, tchika, tchika
When we groove on, into town Charles Atlas, he stops to frown 'Cause he's not made like me and you Just can't do the things we do You know it's-s times like these you have to pay So, sorry to turn of that way
It took ten years to realize Why the angel start to cry When you roll on down the lane Your happy smile, your funny name
I’m not being mean so don’t take it hard When I ask you to run under yard
It’s so hopeless to close the blinds You know I’d help you if I could, but both my arms are made of wood
Just don't mean the things that I say It's only 'cause you're made that way
Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening
When we grooved on into town Charles Atlas stopped to frown 'Cause he's not made like me and you Just can't do the things we do I'm not being mean, so don't take it hard When I ask you to run round the yard
Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening
Actually those are still messed up.