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by Paul Heaton and David Rotheray Fmaj7 I need a little time To think it over I need a little space Just on my own I need a little time To find my freedom I need a little... F Funny how quick the milk turns sour Bb C Isn't it, isn't it F Your face has been looking like that for hours Bb C Hasn't it, hasn't it Bb C Promises, promises turn to dust F Gm Wedding bells just turn to rust Bb C Trust into mistrust I need a little room To find myself I need a little space To work it out I need a little room All alone I need a little... You need a little room for your big head Don't you, don't you You need a little space for a thousand beds Won't you, won't you Lips that promise - fear the worst Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst Just into unjust I've had a little time To find the truth Now I've had a little room To check what's wrong I've had a little time And I still love you I've had a little... You had a little time And you had a little fun Didn't you, didn't you While you had yours Do you think I had none Do you, do you The freedom that you wanted bad Is yours for good I hope you're glad Sad into unsad I had a little time To think it over Had a little room To wwork it out I found a little courage To call it off I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time Lyrics (C) 1990 Go! Discs Music Ltd., used without permission. Please send any corrections to Dylan Salisbury <misterme@netcom.com> from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany^M e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com suggests that the first Fmaj7 is just an F