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 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