She said there's ants in the carpet Dirty like monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle Good morning TV You're looking so healthy
We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
Sex on the TV Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty Gives her a cuddle Glowing in a huddle Good night TV You're all made up And you know that
We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
Can you eat her? Yes you can
We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... oh, it's nothing special We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... oh, it's nothing special Oh, end of a century, oh It's nothing special
