Lyrics: Rory Butler/Crispin Hunt
Music: Rory Butler/Crispin Hunt
Window shopping for nothing on the main street,
Like theres only three people i could ever choose to be,
Iβv been watching and waiting on that phone call,
Another one of those winners standing up against the wall.
What I donβt understand is all these worlds in one land,
That can not all be seen by these eyes of mine
Got a right to be rich, got a right to be wrong,
God it serves me right what am I waiting on,
I'm underpaid and overqualified.
Window pains coz if I had the money,
Would I ever have seen so much around me?
Windows broken in the way you describe it,
Call it what you want, I just canβt afford it.
What I donβt understand is all these worlds in one land,
That can not all be seen by these eyes of mine
Got a right to be rich, got a right to be wrong,
God it serves me right so what am I waiting on,
I'm underpaid and overqualified.
Window shopping for someone on the main street.
Another coffee shop woman waiting to turn me down.
She looks good like she understood,
Looked so good it was quite a view,
What have I got to lose?
Is the touch of her hand, my only chance,
Why would you hesitate to take it if you can.
Got a right to be loved, got a right to belong,
No one serves me right so what you waiting on
I'm underpaid and overqualified.