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Next Year

Next Year by Jamie Cullum

Next year, things are gonna change
Gonna drink less beer, and start all over again
Gonna read more books, gonna keep up with the news
Gonna learn how to cook, spend less money on shoes
I’ll pay my bills on time,and file my mail away, everyday
Only drink the finest wine,and call my Gran every Sunday

Resolutions, baby they come and go
Will I do any of these things? The answers probably no
If there’s one thing I must do, despite my greatest fears
I’m gonna say to you, how I felt all of these years
Next Year
Next Year

I’m gonna tell you how I feel
I‘m gonna tell you how I feel

Resolutions, baby they come and go
Will I do any of these things? The answers probably no
If there’s one thing I must do, despite my greatest fears
I’m gonna say to you, how I felt all of these years
Next Year
Next Year

2 Comments

  1. mike wrote:

    tha is ridiculous! i don’t think anyone’s seen that before!!

    Thursday, June 28, 2007 at 11:35 pm | Permalink
  2. Suzanne Roy wrote:

    Awesome. Jamie Cullum give new meaning to the phrase “playing the piano”!

    Sunday, September 9, 2007 at 4:39 pm | Permalink

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