Now move a little closer baby There's such a lot of traffic about You'll catch your death of cold And as you can well imagine What with your death on my hands They just wouldn't understand You got me going... (You got me going) You got me going... (You got me going)
Now waiting for the bus to come Time was when it used to get here Now its almost quarter to And still it hasn't shown By the time I get to your place I might just as well have flown You got me going... (You got me going) You got me going... (You got me going)
And I don't ever want you to think Who has a woman waiting for me Unless you count the time I went out
And I don't ever want you to think You see, the bond we have between us To ensure when we're together We are miles away in love
Now I'm not superstitious The first thing that I do Is check and see it isn't black And if on close inspection It turns out to be maroon I'll breathe a heavy sigh of relief You got me going... (You got me going) You got me going... (You got me going) More from Gilbert O'Sullivan