Cloudy Room
Your sat on your own, you hear the phone
Your mother calls you, you make a deal
You shake on it but you know it'll fall through
At the scene you're nice and clean, everything's sprucy
Up the bar you grab a jar, then bump into Lipsy
Let's get some Gian Luca
Better phone the Juggler
Oh, you better phone the juggler
Let's get some Gian Luca
Better phone the Juggler
Oh, you better phone the juggler
It's getting late, you're in a state
We have a singsong, there sits Jim
He's sipping pimms with
The one and only tiny people
They ring the bell and ask politely
"Can I get a move on", play my card
'Cause I'm already barred
So I tell 'em "Do one"
Let's get some Gian Luca
Better phone the Juggler
Oh, you better phone the juggler
Let's get some Gian Luca
Better phone the Juggler
Oh, you better phone the juggler
There's no going back from here
There no going back from here
Sounds coming out
And I was straight out a cloudy bedroom
Into the cloudy club, there's no headroom
Turning a corner sucking on a Benson
Next stage to a two's [unverified]
And I tell him [unverified]
DJ drops another classic
Proper, all I hears static
Danny hits the dance floor changing the vibe
Had a little fella now he's come alive
Let your body move in a cloudy room
Let your body move in a cloudy room
I swear your girl is giving the eye
Yeah, I swear your girl is giving the eye
There's no time to ask the question
There's no time to ask the question
What, when, how or why
So we was straight out of one zone into another
Mines a Marlon, yours a lager
Want some of what that man just sold ya
Dj drops yet another classic
Look around now everybody's having' it
Face everybody when it cuts to the drum
It keeps rocking to a
Bad da bum, bad da bum ba
Bad da bum, bad da bum ba
Bad da bum ba , bad da bum ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Let your body move in a cloudy room
Let your body move in a cloudy room
I swear your girl is giving the eye
Yeah, I swear your girl is giving the eye
There's no time to ask the question
There's no time to ask the question