She says there's
ants in the carpet
Dirty little
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 a 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
He gives her
a cuddle
Glowing in
a huddle
Good night TV
You're all
made up
And you're
looking like me
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 a 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 a 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 a century
Oh, it's
nothing special
Oh, end of
a century
Oh, it's
nothing special