Running Out of Space

I never thought you'd never let me down
You're not the sort
But you've got the right to astound
Staying on the straight and narrow
Singing like Mia Ferrow

I never thought I'd never punch you out
But Sundays are wrought
With murder and doubt
Keeping on the straight and narrow
Singing like me

Chorus:
It's a hard time for summer
And for honesty
When you're drunk you will sing 'What A Waste'
It's the right time of the year
For some novelty
But I can't stop
I'm running out of space

I never thought I'd ever let you down
Like going on holiday
It's tense if I don't know what you do my day
Straight and narrow
Singing like me

Chorus
No I can't stop
I'm running out of space
Out of space (x3)