Impossible
I've got a habits I know
Of picking on your faults
It fakes a lot to make you mad
But if I tried I'm sure I would
And if my Sunday gets too dull
Would you allow me to be
Awful, I mean miserable, impossible?
That's what friends are for
I've noticed just by watching other people
While they're talking to each other
Since this party started
I've been feeling pretty shaky
Like a fish out of cold water
In a glass of coca cola
Of picking on your faults
It fakes a lot to make you mad
But if I tried I'm sure I would
And if my Sunday gets too dull
Would you allow me to be
Awful, I mean miserable, impossible?
That's what friends are for
I've noticed just by watching other people
While they're talking to each other
Since this party started
I've been feeling pretty shaky
Like a fish out of cold water
In a glass of coca cola
Credits
Writer(s): David Allan Stewart
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.