Have I Left the Gas On?
Come, linger by my side and tell me tales of
shady street and endless wine,
Tell, tell me of nights where bodies merge
and temperatures begin to climb,
Come, tell me all, to excite and enthrall.
Okay, I admit that I am but a more
woman that does not know her way,
I'm lost in a world where other people
thrive on leading other men astray,
So, take my hand, guide me across this planet's land.
You're wise, you have seen the world through glasses
black and glasses that were coloured rose,
Scanned almost everything there is to see
I bet, just shows,
That I'm wasting time, sulking in this mood of mine.
Magic Parisian atmosphere circling round my head,
I want to feel different soil beneath my feet,
Be a part of the lands you've met,
Viennese waltzing, eating grapes from a Cyprian vine.
I want to walk in the desert sun,
See my face in the seven seas,
Bask all day under the tall bright sun,
Do all the things I please,
When you get down to it that's the way I really am.
I'm a lady that cannot keep still,
I've got to get around while I can,
It's no use trying to cure me,
'cause I just won't hear,
I've got to do all the things I've planned,
When you get down to it, that's the way I really am.
Take, take me to the town where merchants stand
and sell their wares on cobbled streets,
Show, show me all the nights of Broadway and
all the people I can meet,
Show, show me all, to excite and enthrall.
Come take me to the land where tulips bloom
and paint the ground a deadly red,
Take, take me to the land where music rings
and Gospel music fills my head,
Come, take my hand, show me all this planet's land.
You're wise, you have seen the world through glasses
black and glasses that were coloured rose,
Scanned almost everything within the world there is
to see, I bet, just shows,
That I'm wasting time, sulking in this mood of mine.
shady street and endless wine,
Tell, tell me of nights where bodies merge
and temperatures begin to climb,
Come, tell me all, to excite and enthrall.
Okay, I admit that I am but a more
woman that does not know her way,
I'm lost in a world where other people
thrive on leading other men astray,
So, take my hand, guide me across this planet's land.
You're wise, you have seen the world through glasses
black and glasses that were coloured rose,
Scanned almost everything there is to see
I bet, just shows,
That I'm wasting time, sulking in this mood of mine.
Magic Parisian atmosphere circling round my head,
I want to feel different soil beneath my feet,
Be a part of the lands you've met,
Viennese waltzing, eating grapes from a Cyprian vine.
I want to walk in the desert sun,
See my face in the seven seas,
Bask all day under the tall bright sun,
Do all the things I please,
When you get down to it that's the way I really am.
I'm a lady that cannot keep still,
I've got to get around while I can,
It's no use trying to cure me,
'cause I just won't hear,
I've got to do all the things I've planned,
When you get down to it, that's the way I really am.
Take, take me to the town where merchants stand
and sell their wares on cobbled streets,
Show, show me all the nights of Broadway and
all the people I can meet,
Show, show me all, to excite and enthrall.
Come take me to the land where tulips bloom
and paint the ground a deadly red,
Take, take me to the land where music rings
and Gospel music fills my head,
Come, take my hand, show me all this planet's land.
You're wise, you have seen the world through glasses
black and glasses that were coloured rose,
Scanned almost everything within the world there is
to see, I bet, just shows,
That I'm wasting time, sulking in this mood of mine.
Credits
Writer(s): Gillian Saward, David Cowell, Colin Dawson
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