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The James Arthur Project,
Slice,
4 AM Friday,
I can’t wait for Tuesday
Wednesday morning and I roll out of bed
I steal a kiss and I wish we we’re wed
We both lead separate lives.
You see the days and I own the nights
And the taxi comes to take me away
only six more days to earn my pay
and I’m counting down from the moment we part
and your eyes tell me look after my heart
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
The hotel lobbies all blend into one
I fight to get people to hear my songs
Promises fall as fast as they come
I keep telling myself that this is the one
That will bring us together everyday
and the PRS will become my pay
I will buy you a house, close to the sea
we’ll have 23 kids and a money tree.
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
You pray to Buddha and I talk to god.
That one day the radio DJ will play my songs.
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.
Monday morning and I roll out of bed
only 24 hours until I see you again.
It seems like a lifetime since I touched your face
But I’ll soon be happy because it’s Tuesday again
