It's So Hard - The Pretty Things

Early in the morning when I get out of bed

She says get up honey your eyes are really red

It’s those late nights that you’re keeping with your pals

She says get down to the pub, give me some ale

It’s the reason that I must get a job

She says look in the papers there’s something for you in there

It’s the reason that I feel it’s a sin

All the kids lining up, all the kids staying thin

It’s so hard

I see a ship and it is coming down the Thames

Up and down up and down here it comes again

In my binoculars the captain looks sweet

He has tattoos on his arm, and he’s really neat

It’s so hard

Down at the labour and there’s nothing for me

He has a cabin and he’s safe at sea

Stowaway tanker is something to he, it’s so hard

Meanwhile back in the kitchen there is something real dull

She is standing in her curlers and she’s ready to blow

A see thru apron round her waist and her thighs

She says give me one I say no

It’s too hard