The Proclaimers - The Calendar On the Wall (Acoustic) lyrics

Days - no need to count their number No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall Days - devoid of all ambition Sitting in the kitchen with the calendar on the wall These are the happy days of boredom They excite me through and through Days when I don't mind admitting How much I hate the kitten on the calendar on the wall These are the happy days of boredom They excite me through and through Ohh, days - no need to count their number No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall