Hello and Good Morning Lyrics   

Don't you just love, the day,
when things start going my way,
You said Hello, Good morning,
What a beautiful, beautiful day,
I said stay, stay, don't ever go away,
You're the tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're the tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,

If you knew, how I felt,
when you came round for tea,
your dress, and your hair,
looking pretty just for me,
and we dance to Elvis,
round and round and round,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,

You've been saying the same thing,
every bloody time,
you've been saying it,
for years and years and years,
and I guess that's why,
you twist me up inside,
yes, you go on, and on,
forever and ever and ever,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,

You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner,
You're tough, an' no runner,
you're a first rate fuckin' stunner.

Cars and football

She likes her men,
To stand in the window pane,
She likes her men,
to wear the latest Marks & Spencers range
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,
On the road,
She stares in the shop windows,
she likes the models,
she likes their clothes.

Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football,
Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football.

She likes her men,
to stand in the window pane,
to wear the latest Marks & Spencers range
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,
At the mall,
stares at the mannequins,
but the mannequins can't move,
no, the mannequins can't move.

Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football,
Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football,

She likes her men,
To stand in the window pane,
She likes her men,
to wear the latest Marks & Spencers range
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,
She likes her men,
to be made of plastic,

Well, Men look better,
dressed in leather,
Standing in the window of River Island,
Men look better,
dressed in leather,
Standing in the window of River Island,

Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football,
Modern men don't care at all,
they just care about cars and football.

Wednesdays in my bed

A packet of digestives,
and a tub of chocolate spread,
Is what I like on Wednesdays,
when I'm lying in my bed.
I should really get up,
and scrub myself to death,
But I am happy dirty,
On Wednesdays in my bed.

You said summer sunshine,
will really help my head,
But I am happy lying here,
on Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed.

You wake me up, (Wake me, wake me up)
But I stay in, (I Stay in, I stay in)
You say, Get up, get up, get up.
But I say,
I am happy here, I am happy here,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed.

I strive to see this lady,
Lying by my side,
It's my old mate Suzy,
with the funny fuzzy hair.
She says I'm so sorry,
"I was drunk, and so were you."
I said don't worry,
sweetie pie, I've had worse than you.

You said summer sunshine,
will really help my head,
But I am happy lying here,
on Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed.

You wake me up, (Wake me, wake me up)
But I stay in, (I Stay in, I stay in)
You say, Get up, get up, get up.
But I say,
I am happy here, I am happy here,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my,
Wednesdays in my bed.