Lyrics:

Drinking whisky from a plastic cup,
As if it’s gonna make you make your mind up.
Indecision by your own admission,
What you gonna do?

Don’t go looking at me as if I know.
Can’t work out what you mean,
I’ve got emotions of my own,
A tidal wave of feelings to ride.

Tell me why
We can’t make this work.
It may be over
But there’s something you should know.

You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.
You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.

You could travel till you find yourself.
Spend your money on expensive hotels.
Indecision by your own admission,
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?

Tell me why
We can’t make this work.
It may be over
But there’s something you should know.

You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.
You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.

You’ve got my love.

Tell me why
we can’t make this work.
It may be over
But there’s something you should know.

You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.
You’ve got my love boy,
You’ve got my love.


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