(Don Black/Mark London) EMI Publishing Music
Those school girl day
if telling tales and bitting nails are gone
But in my mind I know they still live on and on
But how do you thank someone
who was taken you from crayons to perfume
It isn't easy but I'll try
If you wanted the sky
I'd write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To sir with love
The time has come
For closing books and lock less looks like stares
And as I leave I know that I am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong that's a lot to learn
What can I give you in return
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start but I
Would rather you let give my heart
To sir with loveWoooh! Man no sober
The drunkard he staggers around
The alleys of cities and towns
His sorrows he tries to drown
Solution to his problems
Can never be found
Booze is what he choose
Like a gipsy he's tipsy
He drinks too much whiskey
Like a gipsy he's tipsy
He drinks too much
A Mr Winehead stagger deh
Booze is what he choose
Watch him how topples over
CHORUS
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Man no sober
In and out of discotheques
In and out of wine bars
Burnt out shell looks a wreck
Got to help him somehow oh
Greets bartenders drink firewater
Dance bossanova he topples over
CHORUS
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Man no sober
With a bottle in his hand
Hangover
(Repeat)
In and out of discotheques
In and out of wine bars
CHORUS
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Man no sober
From dust till dawn he
He staggers around
From dust till dawn
He drinks it all day long
Yow yow watch him how he topples over