"Waiting Room" lyrics

I'll offer you respite from womanhood
And bring an end to your frustrations

If only for an afternoon
We could get lost in willful recreations

The birds still sing without prompting
I don't need no prompting either
I've gathered up the names of all who hate us
And said a prayer for each but they will never know a waiting room
The clicking clock notice a hole in either sock
The traffic lights turn to green
The victory dance across the road for everyone to see
Where is the voice the one I use when I'm at my very best he one I lose
When crowded rooms all full of sheep
Demand of me I crave my sleep
I wrecked my brains for something new and in stepped you

I'll offer you the chance to have someone to rub suncream on
And complain to about the neighbours
There is relief in getting older
Like you are twenty eight now
And sound you were a nightmare at twenty two

A waiting room the clicking clock
Notice a hole in either sock
The traffic lights turn to green
The victory dance across the road for all to see
Where is the voice the one I use
When I'm at my very best he one I lose
When crowded rooms all full of sheep
Demand of me I crave my sleep
I wrecked my brains for something new
And in stepped you