I’m so tired (Letra)

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I’m so tired, I haven’t slept a wink
I’m so tired, my mind is on the brink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No, no, no

I’m so tired, I don’t know what to do
I’m so tired, my mind is set on you
I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do

You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind

I’m so tired, I’m feeling so upset
Although I’m so tired I’ll have another cigarette
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid git

You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind

I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind
I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind

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I’m So Tired (Letra)

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I’m tired, so tired
I’m tired of having sex
I’m spread so thin
I don’t know who i am
Monday night i’m makin’ jen
Tuesday night i’m makin’ lyn
Wednesday night i’m makin’ catherine
Oh, why can’t i be makin’ love come true?
I’m beat, beet red
Ashamed of what i said
I’m sorry, here i go
I know i’m a sinner
But i can’t say no
Thursday night i’m makin’ denise
Friday night i’m makin’ sharise
Saturday night i’m making louise
Oh, why can’t i be making love come true?
Tonite, i’m down on my knees
Tonite, i’m beggin’ you please
Tonite, tonite please
Why, can’t i be makin’ love come true?

I’m So Tired (Letra)

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I think i ought to go to bed
It’s getting dark inside my head
I’ve been working now, all night long,
Trying to find that impossible song.
I think i ought to go to bed, and call it a day.

I’ve got my poet’s license
So, i’m sending you this poesy;
But, don’t expect no string quartet,
Or anything so cosy,

I’m so tired
Think i ought to go to bed;
I’m so tired
I’m losing contact with my head;
I’m so tired
I’ve been working now, all night long,
Trying to chase that impossible song
I think i ought to go to bed, and call it a day.

I’ve got my poet’s license
So, i’m sending you this poesy;
But, don’t expect no string quartet,
Or anything so cosy,

I’m so tired
Think i ought to go to bed;
I’m so tired
I’m losing contact with my head;
I’m so tired
I’ve been up here all night long,
Trying to find that impossible song
I think i ought to go to bed, and call it a day.