Tomorrow

It's twelve o'clock and it's a different day. I know you hate me but I'll escape anyway.

Want to come with me to a place in a little town? The only way to get there is to go straight down.

There's no bathroom and there is no sink. The water off the tap is very hard to drink, very hard to drink.

You wait tomorrow

You wait tomorrow

You say that money isn't everything

But I'd like you to live without it

You'd think you could keep on going

Living like a king

Oh, babe, I'm strong without it

Very hard to drink

Very hard to drink

You gotta wait 'til Fatboy, Fatboy Wait 'til tomorrow

You gotta wait 'til Fatboy, Fatboy Wait 'til tomorrow

You wait 'til tomorrow

You wait 'til tomorrow

You're gonna wait 'til you're a fat boy, fat boy

Wait 'til tomorrow

We're gonna wait till you're a fat boy, a fat boy, we'll wait till tomorrow