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
(chorus)
We all say
Don’t want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
Cause we feel the same
We 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
The mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle
They’re glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You’re all made up
And you’re looking like me
(chorus)
Can you eat her yes you can
(chorus x2)
Oh, end of a century… oh, it’s nothing special
Bows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air Feather cannons…
O güneşte almış tüm güzelliğini Kader öyle vurmuş yüzüne derin izleri Ben ondan ayrılamam ayrılık…
I don't know what I would do without you But I don't wanna think about…
I have been blind, unwilling To see the true love you're giving I have ignored…
He was brought up in a house of women In a city of heat that…
I been drifting along In the same stale shoes Loose ends tying a noose In…