Lyric End Of A Century
She said there s ants in the carpetDirty like monstersEating all the morselsPicking up the rubbishGive her effervescenceShe needs a little sparkleGood morning tvYou re looking so healthy
WE ALL SAYDON T WANT TO BE ALONEWE WEAR THE SAME CLOTHESJUST TO FEEL THE SAMEAND KISS WITH DRY LIPSWHEN WE SAY GOODNIGHTEND OF A CENTURYOH IT S NOTHING SPECIAL
Sex on the TVEverybody s at itAnd the mind gets dirtyAs you get closer to thirtyHe gives her a cuddle Good night TVYou re all made upAnd you re looking like
Can you eat her yes you can
WE ALL SAYDON T WANT TO BE ALONEWE WEAR THE SAME CLOTHESJUST TO FEEL THE SAMEAND KISS WITH DRY LIPSWHEN WE SAY GOODNIGHTEND OF A CENTURYOH IT S NOTHING SPECIAL
Sex on the TVEverybody s at itAnd the mind gets dirtyAs you get closer to thirtyHe gives her a cuddle Good night TVYou re all made upAnd you re looking like
Can you eat her yes you can
