All-nighter Lyrics - Elastica - Elastica

Its nearly eleven 

Do you think well stand the test of time? 

Youre a cloud short of heaven 

But you know I want you to be mine 

I'm sitting here waiting 

Yeah, and its getting frustrating 

Got to, go to the garage 

Got to get some fags and make some tea 

Can you lend me enough wedge 

Do you want to walk up there with me? 

Im sitting here waiting 

Yeah, Im tired of debating 

[Incomprehensible] 

Weve been up all night 

I can feel a strange attraction 

Now its getting light 

But I cant spur you into action 

Sure not alone 

But so on my own, oh 

Its a quarter to seven 

Dont you think weve stayed up half the night? 

Youre a cloud short of heaven 

But Id love to see you strut your stuff 

And Im sitting here waiting 

Yeah, and it could be X-rated 

We could be, oh, so happy 

We could be, oh, so happy