"Clean" lyrics
"Clean"
There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed
And use my loaf instead of my bread
And stroll on
'Cause I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head
My vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah
Friends with Mr. Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two-minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on
There was a time
When I would dread what I'd said
Waking up in someone's bed
Wondering who I was
Naked and cold with an ache in my head
And stroll on
'Cause I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head
My vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah
Gonna meet the queen yeah
She's two-minutes clean
And that's not very often
Stroll on and on
Clean yeah
Friends with Mr. Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two-minutes clean
And that's not very often
I'm clean yeah
Gonna meet the queen yeah
I won't be obscene yeah
'Cause I'm two-minutes clean
And that's not very often
Stroll on
And on
And on and on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah
Writer(s): Richard Willis Hawley, Antony Genn, Pablo Cook, Martin Paul Slattery, Robbie Williams
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- Robbie Williams Lyrics
album:
"Life Thru A Lens" (1997)
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