Bedsitter (12 Inch Mix)

Sunday morning going slow
I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
The memories of the night before
Out in club land having fun
And now I'm hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I'm here for sure
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I think it's time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spend my money going out
I've nothing in I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
And look for something new to wear
And start the night life over again
Kid myself I'm having fun
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I look out from my window view
There's really nothing else to do
Read a book maybe write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like me
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
(x2)
Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
Do you look a mess?
Do you have a hangover?
Did you over-do the lemonade,
Cut short on the soda?
Did you do that dance, the Doctor told you that you shouldn't do?
But you're only young you should do that dance why sober?
I know its pretty early but you still look great
Just ready for the beauty that the make-up will create
Take a little blusher, take a little paint
Put on that silver dress, the one that makes the young boys faint
I'm sitting on my bed and Im looking at the timne
Have a cup of cofee and your feeling fine
Put on that new record that you bought the other day
The words will make you smile
You can dance the dust away
Make your single bed and put the tea leaves down the drain
Take a long deep breath and start the nightlife over again
Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving, dancing, laughing
I'm waiting for something
I'm only passing time
And now I'm, all alone and I dont care and I dont care