Lyrics White Wall

Yellow burning thing, it’s a dirty sin I know I’m on the pavement of my own mind it’s silly Silly as the weather in June, March or December Silly as a man can be, and I’m down, yes I’m down And I sang my: La la teacher my, la la teacher for you (I’m coming on the window) My la la teacher, my la la teacher for you (I’m coming on the window again) And I watched my little baby from the seaside Do you remember, the days when we were young All tied up, by a teacher’s hand, I was too shy and they said you’re too dry, but I didn’t notice, Flowers were hot in the cold winter night and so was I, yeah so was I And I sang my: La la teacher, my la la teacher for you (I’m coming on the window) My la la teacher, my la la teacher for you (I’m coming on the window again) And I watched my little baby from the seaside Yeah I watched my little baby from the seaside I watched my baby from the seaside Though it´s been far away I´m gonna help you out Though it´s been far away I´m gonna help you out Though it´s been far away, yes it´s been far away And I sang my: la la teacher… I watched my little baby from the seaside… I watched my baby from the seaside…