Out and about

Sitting on a bench in a caff, Listening to the old people laugh. Watching the girls go by, Then pretending I’ve got shit in me eye. Im sitting on a bench in a caff, Watching the old ones and the staff, I’m sitting on a bench in the caff, Wasting time! I left my house…

Sitting on a bench in a caff,

Listening to the old people laugh.

Watching the girls go by,

Then pretending I’ve got shit in me eye.

Im sitting on a bench in a caff,

Watching the old ones and the staff,

I’m sitting on a bench in the caff,

Wasting time!

I left my house this morning,

Heading off to Whitley bay.

Coz I had nothing to do now

So I got my bike and went for a play.

Im sitting on a bench in a caff,

Watching the old ones and the staff,

I’m sitting on a bench in the caff,

Wasting time!

Looks like, the weathers gonna change,

Everyday in summer is the same.

I won’t do fuck all people tell me to do

I just wink and then I play the fool. .

It’s nearly 15 miles that I’ve rode.

Just to sit upon this bench all alone. Sitting here resting me arse

These bike jeans are too tight, such a

farce.

Im just sitting on a bench in a caff,

Watching the old ones and the staff,

I’m sitting on a bench in the caff,

Wasting time!

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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