Gather as a group 'cause solo we're never gonna meet
And I can give you sermons about every single window on this street
Yeah Gimme the odds! That you think about it as I'm trying to take the lead
And baby I can give you lectures about every single f*cking door on this street
Ooh ooh ooh
It just doesn't get me closer baby
Ooh ooh ooh
To you just a little bit
Well you can hold my papers if you're never gonna hold my hand
One's a lover one's a dreamer both in common sick of to pretend
Yeah Gimme the odds! That we had no beginning and this is the end (the end)
And one's a lover one's a dreamer both in common sick of to pretend (and here we go again)
Ooh ooh ooh
It just doesn't get me closer baby
Ooh ooh ooh
To you just a little bit
Ooh ooh ooh
It just doesn't get me closer baby
Ooh ooh ooh
To you just a little bit
And yeah I confess I might need you like a will to live but it doesn't get me closer baby
Ooh ooh no no no no
To you just a little bit
That shi doesn't get me closer baby
That shi doesn't get me closer baby