Typical

Typical - Frazier Chorus

On the windowsill my elbow's numb

As I heard the door go and saw your car

As it glides onto the road

Double glazed to dumbness

Sodding off and I can't hear you go

And that's typical

There you sit in the driving seat

And your teeth chew gum though your lips don't move

You've got the up high

And your eyes have moved to the corny sky

And you see clear through

And that's typical of you

It's nearly four now I can't see your car anymore

So I close my eyes with my eyelids

Fat like a coiled spring and set to jump at anything

So well prepared to make a fuss

And that's typical of us

And that's typical