| Lyrics: | When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head,
That's your lot in life,
Lalea±a
Can't blame ya, Lalea±a.
Arty tart, ladeda,
Can your part get
much sadder ?
That's your lot in life, Lalea±a.
Can't blame ya,
Lalea±a.
Run your hand through your hair,
Paint your face with
despair.
That's your lot in life, Lalea±a
Can't blame ya, Lalea±a.
When
the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head.
That's your lot in life,
Lalea±a
I can't blame ya, Lalea±a.
Arty tart, oh so ladeda,
Can your part
ever get, ever get much sadder ?
That's your lot in life, Lalea±a.
I can't blame ya,
Lalea±a, no, no, no, Lalea±a,
Oh, Lalea±a |
