From Under The Covers Lyrics by Beautiful South
It’s six a.m. and even Big Ben
Is trying to get his head down for a kip
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It’s six a.m. and even Big Ben
Is trying to get his head down for a kip
It was the middle of winter
And I drove us in my car
They say always use a condom, I say always use a whip
They say be careful where you come at night, I just shoot straight from the hip
DJ’s got the party started, there’s no end in sight
Everybody’s movin’ to the rhythm that’s inside
You know your problem
You keep it all in