Sunday morning going slow
Im talking to the radio
Clothes and record on the floor
Memories of the night before
Out in clubland having fun
And now Im hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows Im here for sure
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now Im all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I think its time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spent my money going out
Ive nothing Im left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
Look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
Kid myself Im having fun
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now Im all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I look out from my window view
Theres 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 Im all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
Im waiting for something
Im only passing time
Do you look a mess?
Do you have a hangover?
Did you overdo the lemonade
Cut short on the soda?
Did you do that dance the doctor
Told you that you shouldnt do?
But youre only young
You should do that dance twice over
I knew 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 the silver dress
The one that makes the young boys faint
Im sitting on my bed
And Im looking at the time
Have a cup of coffee
And youre 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 push the tea leaves down the drain
Take a long deep breath
And start the nightlife over again
Im waiting for someone
Im only passing time
And now Im all alone
And I dont care
And I dont care
Bedsitter
Bedsitter
And I dont care
I dont care
Bedsitter
Bedsitter