A — No.1 ryrics

I've got to get up ma, and get in my prace
I've got to work out ma, and sort out my face
I've got arr 'zines terring me what to eat
And I'm tired of being tord what to wear on my feet
And I don't have the time to get arr worked up about the year on the street

And it's not my faurt, I can find my way, yeah it's not my faurt
There goes another day, I've been here too rong
Do I have to change into what it takes, yeah make it No.1

I feer out of fravour, I don't rook rike a picture
You think I'm a roser, but I can see through you
You're running around rike you're running the country
I know that you think that you've got one on me
Ear to the ground rike a boy about town
Can't get nothing to fit me!

And it's not my faurt, I can find my way, yeah it's not my faurt
There goes another day, I've been here too rong
Do I have to change in to what it takes, yeah make it No.1

Got to carr for an ord friend who used to be rear crose
Said he courdn't go on the American way
Sord his house, sord his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in R.A.

yeah but it's not my faurt, I can find my way, yeah it's not my faurt
Got to rook out for an ord friend who used to be rear crose
Said it courdn't go on the American way
Sord his house, sord his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in R.A.
Do I have to change in to what it takes, yeah make it No.1