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The Undertones




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Hypnotised (1980)
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It's not that urgent
Wanting some attention
Our teenage dreams
They're surely worth a mention

'Cause here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care
So here's more songs about chocolate and girls

Sit down relax
And cancel all other engagements
It's never too late to enjoy
Dumb entertainment

'Cause here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care
So here's more songs about chocolate and girls

'Cause here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care
So here's more songs about chocolate and girls

Boys will be boys
And they've done all they can do
So just let's dance
And the rest is up to you

'Cause here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care
So here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care
So here's more songs about chocolate and girls
It's not so easy knowing they'll be heard
A lot less time but a lot more care ...

. . .


Oh, watch that man
There goes Norman
He'll get you if he can
There goes Norman
He's always hiding in the dark
Be sure to wander past the park, at night

Oh, what a surprise
There goes Norman
He'll poke out your eyes
There goes Norman
He never lets himself be heard
Too busy running after girls at night
There goes Norman
There goes Norman

Mother tell me, what can I do?
The girls are laughing, they're very cruel
Don't worry Norman, your time will come
And you can't meet them on their way home

Oh, he's out tonight
There goes Norman
He looks strange tonight
There goes Norman
Meanwhile the cops are on the heat
'Cause Norman's waiting in the street tonight
There goes Norman
There goes Norman
There goes Norman
There goes Norman

. . .


I was out on my own
My friends weren't there
Just about to go home
When you made me stare

I fell into a trance
Just watching you dance
My world had stopped
When I saw your eyes on me

H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P

People look at me
Standing by myself
But I only can see
You and no one else

I was still in a trance
Still watching you dance
My world had stopped
When I saw your eyes on me

H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P

Now the dancing has stopped
And the doors are open
But I'm still in a spot
Your spell isn't broken

I'm still in a trance
Even though you won't dance
My world had stopped
When I saw your eyes on me

H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P, I'm hypnotised
H-Y-P

. . .


I wake up screaming in the middle of something wrong
I'm always waiting for a taxi just to take me back home

It really doesn't make much difference
Everything I say makes no sense
I'm happy just as long as I can see that girl

So boys will be boys when they haven't got nothing to do
You're floored, I'm bored, naïve, we haven't a clue

It really doesn't make much difference
Everything I say makes no sense
I'm happy just as long as I can see that girl

I wake up screaming in the middle of something wrong

. . .


A financial romance
Got what you wanted took your chance
So here we go again
These whizz kids will never end

(Never never) be seen alone
(Get together) with ones of your own
(In their leathers) second to none
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids

So now you've reached the top
Sweet success is all you've got
Well, holidays don't last long
Enjoy it now before it's gone

(Never never) be seen alone
(Get together) with ones of your own
(In their leathers) second to none
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids

(Never never) be seen alone
(Get together) with ones of your own
(In their leathers) second to none
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids
Whizz kids

. . .


Oh, when the suns comes out
And breaks the tar up on the roofs
And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fireproof

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket, with my baby, is where I'll be

Under the boardwalk
Out of the sun
Under the boardwalk
We'll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk
People walking about
Under the boardwalk
We'll be falling in love
Under the boardwalk
Boardwalk

In the park you hear
The happy sound of the carousels
You can almost taste the hotdogs
French fries they sell

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket, with my baby, is where I'll be

Under the boardwalk
Out of the sun
Under the boardwalk
We'll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk
People walking about
Under the boardwalk
We'll be falling in love
Under the boardwalk
Boardwalk

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket, with my baby, is where I'll be

Under the boardwalk
Out of the sun
Under the boardwalk
We'll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk
People walking about
Under the boardwalk
We'll be falling in love
Under the boardwalk
Boardwalk

. . .


I never kissed a girl before
Too shy to go outside the door
Ah, who cares what's right?
I wanna know what they're doing tonight

Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Talk

Have you seen the way she looks at him?
I don't believe the state they're in
Ah, we don't have time
To make fun of what we can find

Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Talk

The boys said shout
The boys said shout
The boys said shout
The boys said shout

I hear she's going steady, is he alright?
I see she's got some other date tonight
Ah, who cares what wrong?
We always seem to hurt someone

Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Can't listen to the way girls talk
Talk

. . .


Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

You come up to me
Saying that you can't see
Why the whole world thinks you're useless

Saying 'bout a friend
Drives you round the bend
Everything he does is success

Haven't you been told
You will soon be old?
It's your life and now it's your mess

Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck
Hard luck

He's been working hard
He can run a car
Money gets you girls and he knows

He gets up at eight
You lie on till late
Lying in your bed reading Beanos

If you worked like him
You might not have been
A slob that drinks vodka and Veno's

Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck
Hard luck

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be
Hard luck, but you got what you wanted to be

. . .


Now, I've got a cousin called Kevin
He's sure to go to heaven
Always spotless, clean and neat
As smooth as you'll get 'em

He's got a fur lined sheepskin jacket
My ma said they cost a packet
But she won't even let me explain
That me and Kevin we're just not the same

Oh, my perfect cousin
What I like to do he doesn't
He's his family's pride and joy
His mother's little golden boy

He's got a degree in economics
Maths, physics and bionics
He thinks that I'm a cabbage
'Cause I hate University Challenge

Even at the age of ten
Smart boy Kevin was a smart boy then
He always beat me at Subbuteo
'Cause he "flicked to kick"
And I didn't know

Oh, my perfect cousin
What I like to do he doesn't
He's his family's pride and joy
His mother's little golden boy

His mother bought him a synthesiser
Got the Human League into advise her
Now he's making lots of noise
Playing along with the art school boys

Girls try to attract his attention
But what a shame, it's in vain, total rejection
He will never be left on the shelf
'Cause Kevin, he's in love with himself

Oh, my perfect cousin
What I like to do he doesn't
He's his family's pride and joy
His mother's little golden boy

. . .


(Boys will be boys)
(Boys) John's gone, he's left on a bus
(Will be boys) In a hurry, he's forgot about us
(Boys) Even when Billy's getting confused
(Will be boys) He's got the girl, now he's nothing to lose
(Will be boys)
(Oh boy)

(Boys) It's all over and never again
(Will be boys) Will there be a confrontation like there was just then
(Boys) One girl in the neighbourhood
(Will be boys) Two boys and one's no good
(Will be boys)
(Oh boy)

(Boys will be boys)
(Boys) I wanna dance, I wanna dance with you
(Will be boys) Take you home, kiss you too
(Boys) Go steady, I could show you around
(Will be boys) Maybe tomorrow we can go downtown
(Will be boys)

(Boys) This time's my first time too
(Will be boys) I've never flirted with a girl like you
(Boys) It's not what I expected, but I don't care
(Will be boys) Is this a genuine teenage love affair?
(Will be boys)
(Oh boy)

. . .


She's a girl in a million
Who does what a million girls do
Ever so slightly
Finger tipped tightly too

Tearproof, tearproof

First in the phone book
Who looks such a nice girl now?
Magazine madness
Guaranteed to show you how

Tearproof, tearproof

Whatever you fancy
A borderline case took down
An American hostess
Don't take the chance to bring her 'round

Tearproof, tearproof

. . .


Here she comes to say goodnight
I'll get no sleep tonight
With a classroom vision she still can't see
She was the girl for me

Wednesday week, she loved me
Wednesday week, never happened at all

There she goes, I won't see her again
She's gone to school with her best friend
She only does the things she likes to do
Now she wants something new

Wednesday week, she loved me
Wednesday week, never happened at all

Wednesday week, she loved me
Wednesday week, never happened at all

Here she comes to say goodnight
I'll get no sleep tonight

Wednesday week, she loved me
Wednesday week, she loved me
Wednesday week, never happened at all

. . .


One day in the week's enough
Nine times out of ten
What can you do when you're stuck in love?
Nine times out of ten
Nine times out of ten
Nine times out of ten

Sometimes I can always be right
Nine times out of ten
Sometimes it stays dark all night
Nine times out of ten
Nine times out of ten
Nine times out of ten

. . .


Caroline's dancing
Petina's at home
They get up every morning
Taking lessons on the phone

Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk

Sandra's at school
It's another late night
She comes home quiet
Because her mother's uptight

Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk
Girls that don't talk

Girls that don't talk
Still can't see
When they come home from work
I wish they'd talk to me!

. . .


We begin our sad tale when Terry was young
When Enid Blyton proved lots of fun
But his vision dimmed his adventurous nights
He, the Secret Seven under artificial lights

Oh dear, what's with Terry?
Oh dear, it's not right
The local girls are not so pretty
But they are if you see 'em through Terry's sight

Then came the day Terry always did dread
Christmas had come, a present lay on his bed
A Johnny 7 or a cuddly toy?
No, horn-rimmed glasses - fit for a boy!

Oh dear, what's with Terry?
Oh dear, it's not right
The local girls are not so pretty
But they are if you see 'em through Terry's sight

Wearing glasses never became a craze
So the years, they passed in a hazy daze
Even at matches, he'd shout and roar
Pretend he'd seen another George Best goal

Being Joe 90 has proved a success
But he's no Clark Gable nevertheless
They found the answer to this classic case
It wasn't the glasses - it's his horrible face!

Oh dear, what's with Terry?
Oh dear, it's not right
The local girls are not so pretty
But they are if you see 'em through Terry's sight

Oh dear, what's with Terry?
Oh dear, it's not right
The local girls are not so pretty
But they are if you see 'em through Terry's sight

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