Lyrics Buzzcocks – God, What Have I Done
Text:
Breakfast in the room continental
So went to find a small café
Latin lovers can be temperamental
You have to be careful what you say
God what have I done?
Trying hard to leave the past behind me
Hoping to avoid the same mistake
Haunting memories that still remind me
How lonely is the road that I must take
God what have I done?
Everything seems so strange
God what have I done?
Everything seems so strange