(A man could lose himself in London, lose himself in London!)
Toast is burned and your coffee's cold
And you leave all the post 'cos it's nothing but bills again
Home from work, put the TV on
Get your kicks watching Bruce on the old Generation Game
Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day seems just the same
Just dial my number or call my name
Jeans are old and your hair's all wrong
Don't you know that crew-cuts and trainers are out again?
Going out, you're feeling low
Running for cover, it looks like it's going to rain (what a shame)
Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day seems just the same
Just dial my number or call my name
Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day seems just the same
Just dial my number or call my name
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way), yeah