Lyric Clean

There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my bread
And srtoll on cos i ve been thinking so long
That s something s gonna go wrong
It s gone to my head my vision s all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I m clean yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don t have to wean myself off of nothing
I m two minutes clean and that s not very often
Stroll on
There was a time
When I could dread what I had said
Waking up in someone s bed
Wondering who I was
Naked and cold
With an ache in my head
And stroll on cos I ve been thinking so long
That something s gonna go wrong
It s gone to my head my visions all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I m clean yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah
Gonne meet the Queen yeah
She s two minutes clean and that s not very often
Stroll on and on
Clean yeah Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don t have to wean myself off of nothing
I m two minutes clean and that s not very often
I m clean yeah
Gonna meet the Queen yeah
I don t be obscene yeah
cos I m two minutes clean and that s not very often
Stroll on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah