โหลดเพลง mp3 Bedsitter (Album Version) - Soft Cell

Bedsitter-Soft Cell
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 inbedsit 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
Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving

and now I'm all alone
in bedsit land
my only home
dancing laughing drinking loving