a-ha — The Blue Sky 1st Demo

(Når den ta-ka-ta-ka-ta er borte?) I’m dying for a cigarette in the coffee lounge Should I ask the lady here to give me one The only risk I’m running is a runny nose She’s got such a bad bad cold Oh-oh There are no girls in here as far as I can see Only pin-up posters sort of looking at me Now I picture you before me here The sound of your voice Fondling the keys to my room Is my accent funny? Would you laugh at me? Everything's uncanny so to speak Here at the blue sky I’m dying to be different in the coffee shop I’ve lived on borrowed strength now my supplies are cut I watch the television set watching me It's asking only reading questions On an off and in and out and down I go I used to be confused but now I just don't know Paper cups of coffee growing cold before my eyes I'm somewhere in this world without a cigarette to my name Is my accent funny? Would you laugh at me? Everything's uncanny so to speak Here at the blue blue sky Wo-ohhhh Oohhhhh-ohhh