0 TV Game Sigríður Eyrún Friðriksdóttir

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Music: Karl Olgeirsson
Lyrics: Karl Olgeirsson
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In the street light from my window
The black and white cat is chasing something
There you are, right on time
I see you there every evening

And I should be the one who’s on the phone with you
And waiting at the station when your day is through
But I’m scared like a rat and the stupid old cat
Is the one who gets the attention

What a ballgame on the TV
I’m playing ping-pong with myself
Now’s the time, now’s the moment
But I’m stuck in this stupid TV game

And I can hear your footsteps passing by my door
The soothing sound I’ve heard so many times before
It’s haunting me man, you know that I am
I’m being a little bit crazy

A little bit crazy, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy
Just a little bit, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy

Little white flashes on my window
The world is becoming a TV game
And there you are, and here I am
I’m stuck in my favourite chair

And I should be the one who’s on the phone with you
And take you to the movies when your day is through
It’s always the same, I’m stuck in the game
I’m being a little bit crazy

A little bit crazy, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy
Just a little bit, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy

A little bit crazy, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy
Just a little bit, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy

Just a little bit, a little bit crazy
I’m being a little bit crazy

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