We're a right pair , you and I
It's a messed up situation
Are you gonna dump this other guy
Before I die of sexual frustation?
I can't stand the crowds on a Saturday night
Why don't you come round and try to make it alright?
Gimme some love
The way you get into my corduroys
Like you're on some kind of expedition
Your shaking hands with the destroyer of boys
I run into the arms of certain extinction
First you're teasing me , then you're wanting a fight
Just 'cause it pleases me doesn't make it alright