I'm Coping Songtext
Young love's a wonderful thing

He's driving to her parents and she's wearing his ring

How many times have I seen this one before?

Young love's never without its troubles

I'm not saying this to burst your bubble
But just you wait 'til the first few months are over



All the nights I'd spent

Engineering a chance meeting

All the nights I'd spent

Well, it's embarrassing to think what I did then



Don't talk to me about the seven-minute itch

Seven weeks is long enough for me

You see him in pyjamas and it's all downhill from there


In bedrooms and staffrooms across the world

People are planning escape

You don't believe me now but soon you will



All the nights I'd spent

Engineering a chance meeting

All the nights I'd spent

Well, it's embarrassing to think what I did then



I tried to show some interest

I tried to find out what he liked

But it didn't get me anywhere at all

I tried to make acquaintance

I gave up all my Friday nights

But it didn't get me anywhere at all



And just like Winston Churchill

Forced to deliver the bad news

Never in the field of human conflict

Have I been so unamused

Now if anybody wants me

Then you know where I am

If it's an emergency, but otherwise

I'm coping on my own

I'm coping on my own