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Late, Sunday evening
I only just feel like eating
Am I feeling unwell
For what I've done, or drunk
Or for someone might tell
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep
There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone
You were sick, now you're better
There's work to be done
There's nothing that's been done that can't be
undone
You are sick, now you're better
There's work to be done
Everything has been shown to me,
With only a magazine for company
Answers in the problem pages
To problems I've been having for ages
Late, Sunday evening
There's no way I'm gonna be sleeping
Am I feeling unwell
For what I've done, or drunk
Or for someone might tell
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep
There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone
You were sick, now you're better
There's work to be done
When I feel my friends have been conspiring against me
I break into their bedrooms and write in their diaries
There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone
You were sick, now you're better
There's work to be done
Everything's gonna be alright
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight
Everything's gonna be alright but I'm,
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight
Everything's gonna be alright but I'm,
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight
Phone later if you like 'cause
I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight