Paul Heaton - I Gotta Praise lyrics

I ain’t been to church in a decade or so I gotta praise me somebody It’s Playboy, not Bible, when I’m feeling low I gotta praise me somebody The phonecalls I make are totally ignored They only ring back if they’re drunk or they’re bored Get me someone or I’ll turn to the Lord I gotta praise me somebody I gotta worship, I gotta praise Spend all my minutes and waste all my days I gotta compliment, I gotta serve I gotta give someone all they deserve Down on my knees, and I’m begging you, please I gotta find me somebody Long-term relationship, just a quick squeeze I gotta find me somebody My football team lose every game I attend The florists return any flowers I send I’m sick of the hours alone that I spend I gotta love me somebody I gotta worship, I gotta praise Spend all my minutes and waste all my days I gotta compliment, I gotta serve I gotta give someone all they deserve The Sikhs have the temple, the m**ms the mosque And I can’t even name any lovers I’ve lost I gotta have someone to peck me on cheek Hug me and say that they’ve missed me all week I gotta worship, I gotta praise Spend all my minutes and waste all my days I gotta compliment, I gotta serve I gotta give someone all they deserve I gotta worship, I gotta praise Spend all my minutes and waste all my days I gotta compliment, I gotta serve I gotta give someone all they deserve…