Justin: "Whaddya mean, two goes and I'm out?"      it's nearly eleven   do you think we'll stand the test of time   you're a cloud short of heaven   but you know i want you to be mine   and i'm sitting here waiting   yeah and it's getting frustrating      got to go to the garage   got to get some fags and make some tea   can you lend me enough wedge   do you want to walk up there with me   and i'm sitting here waiting   yeah i'm tired of debating      we've been up all night   i can feel a strange attraction   now it's getting light   but i can't spur you into action   sure i'm not all alone   but so on my own oh      it's a quarter to seven   don't you think we've stayed up half the night   you're a cloud short of heaven   but i'd love to see you strut your stuff   and i'm sitting here waiting   yeah and it could be x-rated   we could be oh so happy   we could be oh so happy