I`m feeling fine
I won`t be late
Be there 'fore nine
All the splender that you see is mine
Done a bunk and left my washing on the line
Well I`m not a punk
And I`m not a skiver
Well Lucan didn`t need it
And I don`t need it either
Congratulate
The sun to shine
Anticipate
And it`s the same
We're all grapes ripe to be picked from the vine
I left all my clothes on the beach
And an empty bottle of wine
Well I`m not a punk
And I`m not a shiver
Well Lucan didn`t need it
And I don`t need it either
Slow coach
Snail trail
Down the lane
Traffic jam and again
Lost luggage
Junk mail
Pouring a rain
Brought me down again
Investigate
Scene of the crime
On my own estate
So I`ll be gone a long time
While they're out looking
I`m drinkin` tequila and lime
Since I took off in search of that long lost sunny 'clime
Well I`m not a punk
And I`m not a skiver
Well Lucan didn`t need it
And I don`t need it either
Well I`m not a punk
And I`m not a skiver
Well Lucan didn`t need it
And I don`t need it either