Lyrics Jet Lagged - Smokie

Norman-Spencer

Jet lagged, whiped out
Photographed, want to shout
Criticised, a model life
See me shaped before your eyes
Look at me mamma
Can you sense the situation
It's getting hard to work it out
All I need is a little moderation.
Jet legged, let it out
Don't know what's it all about
Patronized, adolized
It's getting harder to improvise
Look at me mamma
Can you sense the situation
Sitting on a roundaboud
And surching for a piece of insperation.
Well sitting in the backroom
Waiting for a doll to come
Hmm, if there's a population waiting
I see you in the county hall
But I ain't even got the time
To telephone a friend of mine
For usefull information
And help my situation
I get the feeling that they're telling me a lie.
1st verse.
Look at me mamma
Look at me mamma
Look at me mamma...
Sneaking out the backdoor
Wandering which way to go
Standing on the side line
Just waiting for a man to show
But I ain't even got the time
To telephone a friend of mine
For usefull information
And help my situation
I get the feeling that they're telling me a lie.
1st verse.
Jet lagged, whiped out
Photographed, want to shout
It's getting harder to work it out
All I need is a little moderation.