Sharon

Sharon
Won't you listen to me?
Well, it's apparent
They're so fed up with me
It's all my thinking and drinking
Causing lots of friction in parts
Woah in part
But there's a disco in Frisco
We could have a heart—to—heart
Oh heart

Sharon
I've been having
Such a terrible time
Well, Sharon
You bring such a sight for
My sore old eyes
It's all my thinking and drinking
Causing lots of friction again
Oh no!
But there's a disco in Frisco
We should really go go down
Go go down

Sharon
Thank you for taking the time
To listen
To me lose my mind
Oh no!
It's all my thinking and drinking
Causing lots of friction again
Oh with friends
I must be losing
And losing
Losing
And losing again, no, oh no

Losing and losing
Over again
Oh again
Oh well!
Oh well

It's all my thinking and drinking
Causing lots of friction again
Over again!
I must be losing
And losing
Losing
And losing again, no, oh no
Oh well!
Oh well
Oh well!
Oh well!