Johnny Foreigner - The Hidden Song at the End of the Record lyrics

Johnny Foreigner [Alexei Berrow, Kelly Southern, Junior Elvis Washington Laidley, Lewes Herriot]

[Johnny Foreigner - The Hidden Song at the End of the Record lyrics]

I'm walking up to the door
But I don't think you've been home yet
There was a record set and as
The needle hit's the groove
How you'll never call in sick again
So get up

'Cause you and I were always
Sick in the mornings
Pulling at curtains exactly what I
Taught you to smile for all in time

Say you're getting better
Taking cheap shots at the weather
See this end as the beginning
Yet it's nothing like a funeral
So put up with what you've got

'Cause you and I were always
Sick in the mornings
Pulling at curtains exactly what I


Taught you to smile for all in time

And talk to him say you're getting better
How you're holding shit together
See this end as the beginning
Yet it's nothing like a funeral

All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time
All in time, all in time

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