Room Eleven

One of these days

Room Eleven


Smoky room, city noises 
Traffic lights and a lot of different voices 
A breeze in the trees 
Evening sun... oh yeah it's Saturday 
Sweet summer music very fine 
Too many shiny lips 
Drinking too much wine 
Flying dresses red and blue 
Seem to walk in circles 
Like tigers in high heeled shoes 

It's too damn hot 
I wish I'd fit my shoes 
My hands are sweaty 
And my belt is too tight 
Ooh! 
Reminds me of a chocalate I ate last night 
It was hard to fight 
Packed train bad news surrounds me 
Testing my nerves 

It's one of these days 
Thunder is coming 
Rain will soon start to fall 
It's one of these days 
Light-years of waiting 
It seems like forever before you call 

Steamy chat 
Six White Russians 
And a Pink Pussycat 
Stumbling on the dance floor 
Tripping on my tongue 
Asking for more 
Staring in another pair of eyes 
And another Brazilian Sunrise 
And another one 
Oops, I spilt some on my T-shirt 
Do I look desperate? 

It's one of these days 
The birds in the trees seem to sing more 
And everything around me seems to shine 
Oh, it's one of these days 
Bright days are coming 
And all the good looking men are mine 

It's one of these days 
Love seems to try me 
Finding myself laughing to loud 
It's one of these days 
The birds in the trees seem to sing more 
And everything around me seems to shine 
It's one of these days 
Wow, and all the good looking men are mine 
Oh, it's one of these days 
Love seems to try me 
And everything around me seems to shine!