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Room on the third floor
Not what we asked for
I’m not tired enough to sleep
One bed is broken,
Next room is smoking,
Air conditioning’s stuck on heat.
Outside it’s raining,
Hear the guest upstairs complaining bout the room that’s got the TV too loud,
‘Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Wake up early
Round 7:30
Housekeeping knocking on my door
Do not disturb sign
The back of her mind
I must’ve left it on the floor
(Yeah)

My eyes are hurting
The cheap nylon curtains
Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds

Cos at times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

‘Cos its times like these remind me
‘Cos its times like these remind me
‘Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

‘Cos its times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
‘Cos its times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

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