Teksty: Depeche Mode. 101 (Live). Something To Do.

My little girl
Won't you come with me
Come with me
And tell me

Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

I'm going crazy with boredom
Come with me
Tell me

Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression all around
You've got your leather boots on

Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

I can't stand another drink
It's surprising this town doesn't sink
Got your leather boots on

Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

Your pretty dress is oil stained
From working too hard for too little
Too hard for too little
You've got your leather boots on

Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

Boredom, boredom
Boredom, boredom

You're feeling the boredom too
I'd sadly go with you
I'd put your leather boots on

Is there something to do
Is there something to do
Is there something to do
Is there something to do
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