Jet Lagged

Norman-Spencer Jet lagged, whiped out Photographed, want to shout Criticised, a model life See me shaped before your eyes Look at me mamma Can you sense the situation It's getting hard to work it out All I need is a little moderation. Jet legged, let it out Don't know what's it all about Patronized, adolized It's getting harder to improvise Look at me mamma Can you sense the situation Sitting on a roundaboud And surching for a piece of insperation. Well sitting in the backroom Waiting for a doll to come Hmm, if there's a population waiting I see you in the county hall But I ain't even got the time To telephone a friend of mine For usefull information And help my situation I get the feeling that they're telling me a lie. 1st verse. Look at me mamma Look at me mamma Look at me mamma... Sneaking out the backdoor Wandering which way to go Standing on the side line Just waiting for a man to show But I ain't even got the time To telephone a friend of mine For usefull information And help my situation I get the feeling that they're telling me a lie. 1st verse. Jet lagged, whiped out Photographed, want to shout It's getting harder to work it out All I need is a little moderation.