I'm finding my feet
absolutely midseason mediocre street
i got nothing to say
want nothing to do
with people like you
there's nothing to see
you see there's nothing like a good time
well i remember
i heard it on the radio
and then i
read it in a magazine
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steppin' on the same shoes
and i've got nothing to do
'cept turn over stones
and head for home
or someone like you
i stare at the ground
and wear out my shoes
the shoes with nowhere to go
and nothing to do
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Oh, read it
read it in a magazine
watch people on the t.v. set
watch lovers on the movie screen
produce a mix in stereo
turn on the radio for
something to do
And still there's nothing to do
there's nothing like a good time
and there certainly isn't anything new
oh, honey, oh baby
nothing true
[chorus]
Read it
read it in a magazine
there's nothing like a good time
i'd have a better time
a so much better time
an even better time
with nothing to do

submitted by michael hack