As it seems like I’m up now, have a theme..
I can't help thinking that's strange
90s
I used to worry, thought I was going mad in a hurry
Gettin' stressed, makin' excess mess in darkness
No electricity, something's all over me, greasy
90s
Same old story back again
She's not a lover, she's just a friend
I'm sick and tired for you to blame on me
Now you think it's funny
00s
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
80s
Finally..
Wee-ooh wim-o-weh. Wee-ooh wim-o-weh
Wim-o-weh o-wim-o-weh o-wim-o-weh o-wim-o-weh
O-wim-o-weh o-wim-o-weh o-wim-weh
80s
And I’m off to try get a bit of shut-eye zzzzzx