Letra Bide your time The Courteeners

Bide your time

The temptation is all to great
And now its gone and its all to late
I tried and I tried but I never applied
Any of the morals that I wish I had

You wait 50 whole weeks
Through all of your hides and all of your seeks
When the time finally arrives
It dawns on me that your attention derives
From the girlfriend that you left at home
Sitting in the living room all alone

You hate the suntan
And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man
And the gaggle of girls that are singing too loud
Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads
The ones who cannot handle their booze
They're making you scared to be proud
Why's that not allowed

If you bide your time and you stand there and you wait in line
It wont be long before her sarong is lying on your bedroom floor
But what about the girlfriend that you left at home
Sitting in the living room all alone

You hate the suntan
And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man
And the groups of girls who are singing dead loud
Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads
The ones who cannot handle their booze
They're making you scared to be proud

From the girlfriend that you left at home
Sitting in the living room all alone
You hate the suntan
And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man
And the gaggle of girls who are singing too loud
Because they do my head in
You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads
The ones who cannot handle their booze
And they're making you scared to be proud
Why is that not allowed