*sings* I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink No,no,no. I'm so tired I don't know what to do I'm so tired my mind is set on you I wonder should I call you but I know what you'd do You'd say I'm putting you on But it's no joke, it's doing me harm You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette And curse Sir Walter Raleigh He was such a stupid get.
Here I stand, the goddess of Desire, set men on fire, I have this power, morning noon and night it's drink and dancing, some quick romancing, and then a quick shower, stage door johnnies always surround me, they always hound me, with one request, who can satisfy their lustful habits, I'm not a rabbit! I need some rest! I'm tired, sick and tired of love, I've had my fill of love, from below and above, tired, tired of being admired, tired of love uninspired, let's face it, I'm tired! I've been with 1000's of men, again and again, they promise the moon, they always coming and going, going and coming, and always too soon! Right girls? I'm tired, tired of playing the game, ain't it a crying shame? I'm so tired, God dammit I'm tired! Hello cowboy, what's your name? Tex 'mam Tex 'mam ? Tell me Tex'mam, are you in show business? No We'll then why don't you get your freaking feet off here La ha Ah ha he hu... Hello handsome, is that a 10 gallon hat? Or are you just enjoying the show? Ah ha ah... Oh miss lilly, oh my laby, oh my pussy cat, put it there baby, put it... ohhhhh I'm tired, tired of playing the game, ain't it a crying shame, I'm so tired [soldiers:] she's tired -she's tired sick and tired of love -give her a break she's had her fill of love -she's not a snake from bellow and above -can't you see she's sick? tired -she's bushed tired of being admired -let her alone tired of love uninspired -get off the phone she's tired -don't you know she's pooped? I've been with 1000's of men, again and again, they sing the same toon, the start with Byron and Shelly, and jump on your belly, and bust your ballon! aye! tired, tired of playing the game, ain't it a freakin shame, I'm so... let's face it, everything below the waste is kapput!
