CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Mr. November

This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes
Trying to think of you
This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes
The English are waiting
And I don't know what to do
In my best clothes
This is when I need you
The English are waiting
And I don't know what to do
In my best clothes

I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope
I'm the new blue blood

I won't f**k us over, I'm Mr. November
I'm Mr. November, I won't f**k us over
I won't f**k us over, I'm Mr. November
I'm Mr. November, I won't f**k us over

I wish that I believed in fate
I wish I didn't sleep so late
I usеd to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders